Well, it's another Tuesday morning here at the Thomas household, and nothing is out of the ordinary. I am, again, the only person awake, other than the millions of pets whose sleeping patterns confuse me, and am, therefore, trying to get as much computer time in as possible before I leave to go see Alex, the love of my life. My tunes are roaring (My Chemical Romance to be exact), my coffee is within in arm's reach, and my cell phone is on vibrate so as not to disturb me. Peace, one of my favorite moods, other than lovey, of course. Lately, though, my love life has been suffering, and I absolutely hate it.
I need help, and I need it quick before I am single again. I've consulted so many websites concerning the matter, but all of them are telling me to do the same thing. I need courage. I need the courage to finally step up in my relationship because right now, she and I are both sexually frustrated, and neither of us are doing anything about it.
Just yesterday, she and I got into one of the only fights we have ever had over how slow this relationship has been moving. Seriously, when I say slow, I mean we have been dating for four months, and I still haven't picked up the courage to kiss her. Upsetting, right?
My problem is, I just don't know how to lead in a relationship. I am a receiver, not a giver, and I hate that aspect of my love personality; I really want it to change. The only advice my mom was able to give me was to take it as slow as I want to take it, but my issue is, I don't want things to go slow any longer. It is going to be the end of us. I really love Alex, but I am just such a pansy around her, something neither of us can deal with.
So, today, I am going to do my best to finally make the first move. Sure, maybe I'll get slapped, but if it means keeping the love of my life, then so be it.       

Hey, Xanga. Trying out a blog again. I am terrible at commitment. Maybe this one will work. As always, drop by and give me a comment. Criticism and love make me want to write.