|this is awesome. yey.|
I may be only be overreacting though. This notion didn't hit me like a truck running in full speed. Instead, it developed in my head like an inkblot slowly but surely spreading over more paper. It happened as I was going to sleep this morning. I normally find peace and security in imagining making love to a man. It doesn't matter who I was imagining; it was the imagined feeling of arms embracing me that usually puts me to sleep. Today, it didn't feel that way. I felt very tired that the thought of such phantom limbs, though there, isn't required anymore. I fell to sleep right away.
|That feeling of emptiness. Yeah. That one.|
|Everything's better with a Disney font.|