Frustration

There are a million things that I love about Bruh. And by a million, I really mean a million. She has any number of absolutely endearing behaviors and mannerisms. She keeps me endlessly entertained and delighted.

That being said, our relationship is classic love-hate, probably the most extreme case I've ever seen. So as passionately as I love things about her, I passionately hate quite a few, as well. Today my main annoyance is her impossiblity to make plans with.

On Sunday she absolutely insisted that she come spend the night with me tonight, Wednesday. As of yesterday, she doesn't think she'll be able to make it. I'm furious. I need to get laid. I saw her on Sunday after she returned from out of town and I was looking forward to some hot 'n heavy welcome back sex. However she didn't seem in the mood at all and nothing came of it. Good god woman. It's about time she gets me off. I faked it the last time because I was going to be late for work and needed to rush her. She's one of those whose ego is entirely crushed if you don't have an orgasm EVERY SINGLE TIME, so I occasionally fake one for her, even though I hate being dishonest like that. Sometimes she just needs a little encouragement. In the long run, if I don't fake it, she loses confidence and I really will never get off. Vicious cycle, really.

I wonder if Bruh is really even capable of monogamy. That girl is going to drive me nuts.

Oh, and by the way, I'm sick. Quite sick, actually.