Wow, another waterfall from Iceland. WHO KNEW!?
It’s almost amazing at how much I missed Melanie over my two weeks in Iceland. I’d find myself walking along a sheer drop of who-knows-how-far and I’d start day-dreaming of her, occupying my moments with the thought of my love.
The same for this weekend; we’ve spoiled each other with every weekend together since I got back except this, made even harder with her out of touch at a cottage, I missed her greatly.
i saw your photo this morning and i thought… wow, this is really great! then i read your text and felt the need to vomit.
yea. stupid text. stop being a gay sissy. you sissy.