This morning I woke not drowsy. Normally I hate the way I feel when I wake up. I've got phlem, my eyes water my nose runs. Then I remember that I'm lonely, and hate the fact that I hate my body. The last part happened today.
I love the thought of underwater. Its so serene, and beautiful under there. I really just want to lie floating, sinking to the bottom of a deep blue ocean. While sweet, soft music plays as I just watch the fish swimming all around me. Someone just lying there sinking next to one and other.
I swear there are no men out there that would ever compare to the man I have in my head. Maybe Robert Pattionson, but him in How to be, not in the Twilight movies.