• This Morning

    by  • July 11, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Short -n- Sweet, Smitten • 0 Comments

    You look terrible this morning. After a night of poor sleep in which we didn’t even touch, your hair is a frizzy, apparently matted, mess. Your eyes are puffy and bloodshot. Your lips are dry, with a nice little strip of dried spit from when you were drooling earlier. You have a booger the size of my pinky nail that I’m not going to tell you about. And as we’re awkwardly saying goodbye, the only thing I’m thinking is, “My GOD, you’re effing gorgeous.”

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