men

i seem to like the creative ones much better than the others...

there was the marine turned neuroscientist who would talk about anything philosophical and i remember he wanted to read revelations while fucking. it just sounded too wild not to do.

then there was james who gave me an ego boost maybe when i needed it most....he said hed drag me on adventures involving nudity and mischief

and its not that i want any of that, i have the best. its just nice to know and think about men from the past who creep into my mind on those nights where your at work, and im sry