bubble bubble

Couldn't stay away from Jack in the end. Decided I had to have her in my life somehow, even if it is only as friends. So, we're friends... sitting on top of a volcano. And there is alot going on beneath the surface, so it's not particularly safe, but then again I don't suppose it was anyway. There is alot of chemistry, see, and chemistry is never safe. I remember watching my mate accidentally blow the eyebrows off his face in the name of chemistry once, and he got a detention.

I'm going to risk it though.

This could obviously all change by tomorrow, what with me being as stable as a two-legged tripod, and all, but I desperately want to be understood (that sounds so lame), and I feel a bit like that with Jack, and if I can just push aside all these perverted cravings, and stop wanting to fuck her (or something), everything might be alright?

I quite like my eyebrows.

Apparently, I haven't had sex in two weeks. There are many things I could say about that, but mostly, I would like to say bollocks.