but then after weeks of subliminally ignoring her threads, the thought became implanted in my head and every night before bed I'd look at the empty spot on the mattress beside me and think "
i'm so lonely 
theres no faraxs anywhere." Then I bought a body pillow,
and pasted a picture of
complete with a blond wig stapled to the top. I named him Hamza and every night I cuddled with Hamza and for a couple of nights I was alright. The loneliness wasn't as hard to stomach. But the other day, my roommates underage cousin was over and next thing I know shes cuddling with Hamza ON MY BED. 
This made me incredibly uncomfortable for obvious reasons so I turned him over. Now I realise I need a real man, and I think Qora is right in her search for love. Think about it, many of us are over 19years of age, what if you die a virgin guys
all your studying, all your working, all your making money would have gotten you nowhere cuz you died with your legs closed. will we truly live unless we experience at least one good raxeeyso?
