stupid, and ridiculous, I find it extremely difficult to fall asleep at night without Ivan on the phone with me. Even if I’m utterly worn out, if he’s not on the phone with me, my mind will not let me rest. Yeah, I know…what the fuck, right? I’m eighteen, yet I need my significant other to be on the phone with me in order to fall asleep?! It’s dumb, but I feel much more secure when I hear him snoring away or lightly breathing on the other line! I forget when exactly this began, but in the last couple months, I cannot think of any more than an estimated seven or eight nights where we didn’t go to sleep connected on the phone. Even on those nights, it took two-four hours for me to go completely unconscious.

Ohohohohoho, you think this isn’t the first time something such as this has occurred? I have news for you, it very much is.

A very intriguing first, indeed.