hot in herrre

I'm feverish.


My headcold and the accompanying fever have put a sparkle in my eye and (more) color in my cheeks. Apparently sickness is attractive, strange, right?


I can't think about any one thing for too long, my mind flits like a butterfly in an attempt to ignore the massive headache pounding behind my eyes.


Being sick and single at the same time sucks. Where is the man who can cuddle me until I feel better?

I'm feverish - in many, many senses of the word. I need a cold shower, some hot tea and a nap.
See ya'll later, minions.