You know what's friggin' hard? Leaving Chris alone while he's away. I told myself I wasn't going to try to get ahold of him. So I texted him once, finally, after being in agony for several days, and he didn't get back to me. Which makes me freak out, which is why I shouldn't have done it in the first place. But Keith talks to Katie lots. But that's okay, I'm just going to try to no over-analyze it. I've been pretty good. Haven't phoned him or e-mailed him, but I want to just hear his voice sooo badly. I can't wait until he gets back. I'm pretty nervous.

      I finished up my shopping. Let's just say... that I'm sexy. And leave it at that. Nipples are a bit tender today. Fuck this, I miss Chris so damm fucking bad. Lastly, a question for my readers, if I have any. If you are totally, completely in love with someone, can you forgive them for anything if they are truly sorry? Where do you draw the line? Tasha out. Christopher. Write me one sentence! I've been good!