I'm not sure what brought on this change; it could be my manic teenage hormones, or it could be one of the drugs I'm taking. Whatever the cause, I feel like a nymphomaniac.
The other day, my mother and I went to the Macy's laungerie section in search of braws and underwear. I walked casually through the arrays of lace panties and push ups, but then starting getting ancy, aroused...I WAS SURROUNDED BY PICTURES OF HALF NAKED WOMEN! My head was revolving, the attractions were everywhere; hot gorgeous models in nothing but Calvin Klein underwear, covering their luscious breasts with their hands!
The worst was when I got off by a maniquan. Now, that is just sad.
But it keeps on getting worse; the other night, while peacefully watching television, specifically Comedy Central, the comercials came up, and it seemed like gorgeous women were popping up every second! I just could barely contain myself, I was practically drooling. The worst was when I began chanting "boobs, boobs!" in my head like some deranged nocturn sex crazed zombie.
Then I had a dream last night. I was sitting in some room with a bunch of other teens, watching television (I think this was at school), and this beautiful girl was sitting next to me. Then, I felt someone running their fingers through my hair, and she leaned over and said, "So, I'm gay, you're gay, want to be my girldfriend?" Then we got all prepared for the kiss, and I WOKE UP. Damn it!
Sorry to burden you with all this, just I have no one to talk to about it.
I feel like such a guy.
Anyways, in other news...
I'm starting to feel better, and I had a meeting with the school, and it seems like they'll support me every way they can so I can come back to school. But I'm switching anti-depressents at the moment, so my mood can be rather eratic. The slightest stress will make me incredibally depressed, and I'll start to cry. But hopefully when I fully get onto this drug (ephexor), I'll start getting better. I still can't go out at night though-I'm one of those people who get extremely affected by darkness, so that also makes me depressed. Sheesh.
Also, I got a quizilla account; you can visit my page here. I got two funny quizzes up, one to determine whether you're socially challenged (I should know, lol), and what kind of girl is for you (six choices, man, and some hot pictures).
Told you I'm a nymphomaniac:).