Last night as I laid in bed nursing a pulled back muscle hopped up (or down?) on several muscle relaxers, i tried to write.

It went something like this:

"This would be one of those of times where a boyfriend would come in handy. He could get me tea, and give me a gentle massage and tuck me into bed and...and start kissing my..."

Then my drug-induced mind completely shut down, so i said "fuck it" and started to read some of my favorite dating blogs.

I can't tell you how much i love it when someone crawls into my brain and puts into words exactly what i'm thinking so i don't have to.

Please enjoy these thoughts about stupid, casual text messages from dudes. I couldn't have said it better myself. thank you.