A man can only do so much without sex.

I know you have a history of attempts at relationships, which got ruined by “early sex”, but seriously this is ridiculously frustrating! No reason why I’m paying for their fuck ups!

You’re a tremendous person. Smart. Heart of gold. You make me smile and laugh. Cliche, but you make me not have a care in the world when I’m with you.

Someway somehow, all that goes to shits EVERY FUCKING TIME that we DON’T have sex! I’m sorry I think sex is the best thing ever. Shoot me. But it won’t change the fact that it is. We’re not in elementary school anymore. That making out shit is cool and all, but I’m a fucking grown ass man (though I say I’m 6 years old and I’m venting on Tumblr lol).

Let’s fuck! That’s all I’m saying; Let’s fuck! If I was going to leave you, trust me, I’d have left after the 2nd time we didn’t have sex, but as you can see, I’m still here.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is one of the few reasons men cheat. I’m sorry. It’s the truth. I won’t cheat though. Not anymore. I can’t afford to lose what I have but damn!

I love her. I am in love with her. I have love for her.

Not because she’s beautiful. Not because she’s smart. Not because she has a heart of gold. Not because she always has a story to tell. Not because she’s incredibly weird.

Don’t get me wrong, all these are bonuses. Good bonuses (assuming that bonuses can be bad), of course.

I love her because, with her, I’m me. I don’t have to think about whether or not I should say or do something. I just sort of do it. And even though I try hard not to show it, she makes me want to be a better person. To want to actually make a difference.

As she lays asleep, next to me, I don’t stare, I admire. I admire the person she was (from what I have gathered), is and will be.

Pizza in the oven…