Ever have one of those days? I’m feeling reckless, irrational. It’s 11:30am here and seems like a fine time to start drinking. I’m feeling a little hurt. I’m feeling antsy. It’s been five days but I still want to smoke.
I want to have sex with a stranger. I want to live on the edge of danger. (poetry, no less). Who wants a piece of me? Any piece you want, take it.
Sorry, Jazzmine, I’d really like to help rescue you, but the only thing I can offer is a serenade in reference to your thread title (cause it’s now stuck in my head, so it might as well be stuck in yours too!)
Rescue me! Or take me in your arms,
Rescue me, I need your tender charms,
Cause I’m lonely, and I’m blue,
I need you, and your love too,
Come on and rescue me!
Come on baby, and rescue me…
Come on baby, and rescue me!
Cause I need you by my side,
Can’t you see that I’m lonely? Rescue me!
Well, it was your thread title that started it in my head, so it’s only fair that Brunetter returned the favor to you.
Any chance you can take off early and go spend some time on the open road, or something equally freeing? (Or maybe just curl up on the couch with a glass of wine (bottle in easy reach) and get blissful?)
I know exactly how you feel. I would love to go out, pick up a willing female and just get laid. You know the kind of “balls to the walls wild pig sex” something that will keep the neighbourghs awake till noon…
P.S. are you a screamer?