Re: Private to Mr Scott-Wilde
Yeah, it is. It is love. It's the love I want and that's all that counts.
You know why it is? Because you're not seeing that's when I'm with him is when I fly. He's the fucking wind and shit. I'll Bette Midler that shit up all day long. Wind beneath my fucking wings. I'm not stupid. I know there's other winds I could catch a ride on but I don't care. I just don't care. I like his best. It feels so much freer. Actually it's where I feel free. No way I can handle calling that a cage.
This is stressing me out. My therapist is going to have field day with me this week for real. I need a drink. Seriously need a drink.
Well theoretically it's making my brain need nothing but alcohol. Fuck I bet Adrian's got some around here somewhere. I told him to keep it locked up. Kay's gonna kill me but fuck it. But fuck it. I'm finding it.