I need him. So f****** bad, it’s not even funny anymore. It’s not an “I think” anymore, I know I want him, it’s been months. There’ve been moments where I considered just telling him but I’m not brave enough.

I held the bracelet he made me to my chest while I got off, and somehow it made it more for me, Just more intense I guess. I don’t feel particularly guilty, but just embarrassed. I basically jacked off to a f****** bracelet, just cause it was from him. I don’t know anymore.

I wanna hear him writhing beneath me while my fingers get just the right spot for him, my free hand running down his back while I whisper sweet nothings in his ear. Compliment him n s***. We’re just friends. I don’t know how to feel.