Showing posts with label Cuddles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cuddles. Show all posts

Thursday 27 August 2015

Poorly Cuddles

I’m struggling to write this week and I’m not completely sure why. It could be because I’m happier than I have been, which always makes it harder to write. Or it could be because I’m sick and when I finish work I just want to cuddle up in a ball and die but whatever the reason it’s starting to irrigate me. Or I’m sick irritable one or the other.

When I’m sick all I want is cuddles, there is no other mind set, I want cuddles and to be felt alone, which really doesn’t go together well… but I’m a female and I don’t have to make sense.

I’m missing the old place right now for one reason only, when I’d get sick there, I’d cuddle up to Justin’s arm, put my head on his shouldn’t and quietly die all night. I can’t do that here. Justin was awesome for that stuff, but there again I didn’t have to worry about how those actions were perceived there. At least not by him, everyone else thought I was sleeping with him…. But if I believed every rumor about who I was sleeping with in that place, I’d never be upright.

Maybe I’m reading way too much into this. I am going to go and sleep because I really need to. But before I do I have this question for you; what makes you feel better when you’re sick? Let me know in the comment box below and as always stay and play safe.


The Honest Bitch 

Monday 12 August 2013

Sleep, Cuddles and Friends

After my last blog I think it’s time to get back to writing about penis because let’s be honest they’re more fun to read and write about and for the most part they don’t result in a soggy keyboard.

Last night when I woke up about midnight (slightly hung-over) I noticed a text message on my phone from an old friend. It said he was house sitting for his mom and asked if I wanted to sleep over.

Don’t get any weird ideas, when he says sleep he means sleep. We use to do it all the time as teenagers he’d come over to mine or I’d go around his at silly am and just cuddle up and sleep. There’s never been anything sexual between us.

I sent a message back saying I’d love to and he quickly sent me a message back telling me I know the drill. So I slipped on my slippers and grabbed the spare key and went around.

I let myself in and went up to his room and crawled into bed next to him. He put his arm around me and I snuggled up into the comfy chest nook, gave his chest a little kiss and he kissed the top of my head and we fell asleep.

This morning was precious, I woke about 5am and was just laying there snuggled up thinking; about 15 minutes later he woke up and slowly moved his head and neck around to get a look at my face and said “you’re really not happy are you”. I just closed my eyes and shook my head. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me the biggest hug; and reminded me that work isn’t the real world and in the grand scheme of things doesn’t matter. I don’t get upset when a stranger from Kalamazoo leaves me a comment on my blog calling me a ugly whore so why should I get upset over what strangers at work thinks?......The guy makes a good point.

He then tickled me to get a smile and suggested we go out for breakfast, I reminded him it was 5:30am on a Sunday so going out for food wasn’t happening so he said “well let’s make breakfast then”. We went down stairs and got covered in flour while making bacon and pancakes and then cuddled up on the couch watching old time cartoons on YouTube.

Sometimes all you need is a dear friend to put things in prospective and to pull you out of your funk and luckily I have some awesome friends and some pretty awesome readers too.

Love you guys,

The Honest Bitch