New thoughts...
"Hate myself in the morning"
Lee Ann Womack
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
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This is the new theme song of me and my STBX. R and I have the most amazing sex life... And are best friends... As long as we don't try to be a couple. Is that strange?
R comes up with the most amazing fantasies, and describes them in detail as we are making love... Not to mention he is not afraid of being "too rough" with me... He knows I love it... We have tried so many times in the 5 1/2 years we have been separated to "get it together", but we always end up just hating each other and ruining the great sex... So we have settled into the "fuck buddy" relationship, and it seems to work wonderfully... Maybe I should just forget trying to find "love", and "intellectual conversation" and keep R around forever... The sex is fabulous, and we get along great as best friends...
Why does life have to be complicated? Maybe I should run away... Start over where no one knows me... Life is not about finding yourself, it is about inventing yourself, right?
Lee Ann Womack
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
This is the new theme song of me and my STBX. R and I have the most amazing sex life... And are best friends... As long as we don't try to be a couple. Is that strange?
R comes up with the most amazing fantasies, and describes them in detail as we are making love... Not to mention he is not afraid of being "too rough" with me... He knows I love it... We have tried so many times in the 5 1/2 years we have been separated to "get it together", but we always end up just hating each other and ruining the great sex... So we have settled into the "fuck buddy" relationship, and it seems to work wonderfully... Maybe I should just forget trying to find "love", and "intellectual conversation" and keep R around forever... The sex is fabulous, and we get along great as best friends...
Why does life have to be complicated? Maybe I should run away... Start over where no one knows me... Life is not about finding yourself, it is about inventing yourself, right?
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