Dalliance

I'm broken. No, seriously, my nut has cracked (not that nut, you perv). I am honestly malfunctioning, and I don't know what the heck to do about it. I feel like a junkie looking for his next fix. Mine happens to be late night deliveries turned pyjama parties.

Remember what I was saying about flannel pyjamas and bare feet being one of the sexiest things ever? Remember how I was talking about the significance of tea? Yeah, go figure.

Lord help me. I don't think I can go on like this.