Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me, dear?

Rob doesn't want me anymore.

I don't know what happened between us, but I know it.

Tonight was the THIRD time that I asked him to come over for sex. And tonight was the third time that he stopped answering me.

I don't understand.

I'm really upset by this, and I'm not sure why.

I miss him, though. He's been one of my favorite lovers. The way we kissed, the way he touched me, the way it didn't mean anything, but it meant everything. We had an understanding of each other. We knew each other without words, only fingertips.

And it's suddenly disappeared. I don't know why. And it kills me.

Funny how I'm more distraught over losing good sex than I am boyfriends.

I'm not sure what to do with myself. I'm currently being visited by my fucking aunt flo, and I'm going nuts. I fought with Shawn over it. I lost a lover, possibly, over it.

I need this. I need this I do I do I do I do.

It fucking hurts.

I feel unwanted. I feel like if I'm not good enough for a fucking BOOTY CALL, I have no worth in this life.

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?