Goddamnit Jed! You're in my teeth!
You're not even home. I can't hear your voice. There's almost no sign of you. I'm content and distracted. But then I'm always reminded of you. Not even in eating can I forget you. Why am I so used to living beside you, you grumbling, moody, (yet sexy) kraut! Hell I can't complain about getting space... Sign in to see full entry.