I've fallen ill yesterday and being paranoid which i am, i went to the hospital after a wonderful dinner with The Hot American also known as the best sex of the year. We had a small sort of an argument the night before but it wasn't This is an ad revenue sharing blog. serious but i did managed to avoid his calls and not replying to his texts. We didn't talk about the argument but instead we laughed it off. I thought my sulking days are over. Yeah, i should stop being sensitive and grow up. I was so ill the whole day today and my imaginations grew wild. Who will actually know about my death? Will anyone even grieve when im gone or am i a good riddance? Hot American called a few times and that distract me from poisoning my own mind. I like him, he's like the male version of the tramp i had in mind. He knows when to be dirty and when to be serious but everytime, it's superfun and crazy!! Something which i have been looking for all this while. Our friendship has a lifespan too which i kinda find it cool. No bullshit and hidden lies, just straightforward. Fun and sex.. What more can a gal ask for??