Frustrated!

I just want to scream, shout, and cuss.  I can't take it anymore and I hate the fact that I can't.  Its obnoxious how much I have to pull teeth to get him to touch me.  Its obnoxious that when I ask about it, he just stays quiet like he doesn't have an answer for me.  Its OBNOXIOUS that I'm wasting away in my prime one of the best guys I've ever dated, but he won't touch me!!!  My life right now is really stressful, and sometimes I think a good de-stresser is to have a little alone time with my man, is that so much to ask?  But every night is the same thing.  We go upstairs, we get in bed, he turns over, and I writhe and want to have a tantrum in bed because... well... bed life is non-existent. 

TOUCH ME!

I can't take it anymore!  I feel like, if a decently gorgeous man walked by me while I was outside and was like "hey, lets do it" I'd highly consider it.  I mean, if this lasts any longer, I don't know what I'll do.  I can't keep going on like this. 

And now, every night before bed, I think about taking the other room, and just sleeping in there.  I did that when we first got together, and he wouldn't sleep with me after months.  I told him that I couldn't sleep next to him because I was just so frustrated, and wanted to be intimate with him and show him how much I loved him.  It finally happened, but I feel I'm back to square one.  I don't want to sleep next to him.  I think if I do I'll just want to scream and kick and shout.  So I have two choices, the room with the dog, or the couch.  The couch is actually quite comfortable.  I'm thinking of sleeping here.  Try to wake him up a bit. 

I'm also reconsidering living with him for the next 12 months.  I'm thinking about crumbling under my mother's desires and getting my own little economy room, or finding a roommate on my own.  I don't know.

I just don't know.