Hmmm, This one. Was. Way. Too. Cool.
I had a tremor-ish thing at work today, and my head shot me into the future.
I saw me, sitting behind a counter, washing a blue mug. I look older, but still handsome as ever (haha). I've got an apron on, and it says, "The V" on it. I'm assuming that is the name of Beau's and my Future Cafe/ Club. Anywho, this place is packed with teenagers and businessmen. An angry child storms into the cafe (gotta be 16 or 17). He's got my eyes, straight dark brown hair, and he's a burnt sienna color. He's my son, it's obvious.
He sits at the bar, angry. I smile warmly, and say, "Rough day, sweety?" He responds, "Yeah. Very." I hand him his "usual" and he drinks it down, and smiles.
Then I was shaken awake by my boss. But anywho... What does this premonition mean?
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
I miss him.
I miss him. I miss his laugh, and I miss his smile.
I miss him sooo much.
Anemone, you know. ou know what I mean, don't you?
I miss him sooo much.
Anemone, you know. ou know what I mean, don't you?
Monday, March 24, 2008
Fuck Limewire.
No, I'm serious. STOP USING LIMEWIRE!
It gave me the "Blue screen of Death." For absolutely no reason, except I downloaded a song from the 80's.
Seriously, I care about you. So STOP USING IT.
Here's a virus free, FREE alternative, that I love. http://aresgalaxy.sourceforge.net/
It gave me the "Blue screen of Death." For absolutely no reason, except I downloaded a song from the 80's.
Seriously, I care about you. So STOP USING IT.
Here's a virus free, FREE alternative, that I love. http://aresgalaxy.sourceforge.net/
Sunday, March 23, 2008
a Premonition?
Alrighty, so. I was lying on my bed, when all of a sudden, I get this full body shiver, and everything blacks out, and I have a dream in this dream: I'm about 10 years older, in a nice house in the suburbs. I'm driving a mini-van, and picking up 3 kids from soccer. 2 of them are white, and one was black. The white ones were twins, with blue eyes and light brown hair with red streaks in the front. They looked like miniature Beau's. The black one, looked like me. but rounder and cuter. And they were all calling me Daddy.
Is this the future for me? I actually kinda hope it is. Because I want 3 sons in the future. Artificial Insemination is the way it will probably go down. Unless... Unless we find the perfect children to adopt... Which prolly won't be likely...
I am a fan of adoption, yeah, but I'm starting to see a trend in what happens when people get adopted... the child turns into a "wild child." Often, they have issues with lying, stealing, and other stuff... So, I'd rather the baby be ours.
God... what if this happens? I really hope.. that I'm ready for it. And I hope Beau is too... Since I told him this premonition, we've been discussing it. I think in 15 years, we'd be ready for it... but...
Goddamn, this is really a scary premonition. But it's sweet too.
Is this the future for me? I actually kinda hope it is. Because I want 3 sons in the future. Artificial Insemination is the way it will probably go down. Unless... Unless we find the perfect children to adopt... Which prolly won't be likely...
I am a fan of adoption, yeah, but I'm starting to see a trend in what happens when people get adopted... the child turns into a "wild child." Often, they have issues with lying, stealing, and other stuff... So, I'd rather the baby be ours.
God... what if this happens? I really hope.. that I'm ready for it. And I hope Beau is too... Since I told him this premonition, we've been discussing it. I think in 15 years, we'd be ready for it... but...
Goddamn, this is really a scary premonition. But it's sweet too.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Stress Load: lightened a bit.
Alright, so. Fuck G-Unit. He's out of the picture now.
I'm going with Belair. :3 Yay! As my friend... my really cute ex-boyfiend. lol
But now, there is another issue: my WISE project.
For those who don't know what that is... that is an independent study, in which you are teaching yourself how to do something. Mine is on "How to write a book." Unfortunately, I think I have to stop.
The Wise Project focuses on the journey, which is documented in a journal. Yeah, a journal. and guess what happened to mine?
Well, I wish I knew what happened to mine. It's vanished into thin air, and I'm too fucking pissed off at my project to continue doing it. I'm gonna just argue out of it. Honestly, I can figure out how to write a book, WITHOUT getting graded on it.
Thats a stress load I REALLY need to get rid of.
God willing I can handle that on Monday.
Wish me luck!
~Vladmyr
I'm going with Belair. :3 Yay! As my friend... my really cute ex-boyfiend. lol
But now, there is another issue: my WISE project.
For those who don't know what that is... that is an independent study, in which you are teaching yourself how to do something. Mine is on "How to write a book." Unfortunately, I think I have to stop.
The Wise Project focuses on the journey, which is documented in a journal. Yeah, a journal. and guess what happened to mine?
Well, I wish I knew what happened to mine. It's vanished into thin air, and I'm too fucking pissed off at my project to continue doing it. I'm gonna just argue out of it. Honestly, I can figure out how to write a book, WITHOUT getting graded on it.
Thats a stress load I REALLY need to get rid of.
God willing I can handle that on Monday.
Wish me luck!
~Vladmyr
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
UGH.... fricking Prom
Alright, everybody needs a little bit of drama now and again.
Okay, I have 2 options for prom dates, at the moment: G-Unit, from the previous REAL post, and Belair. Lemme give you some background story on Belair.
I have known him for about a year, and this is exactly how it went down. He and I met on the bus down to Pride day. We hit it off perfectly as friends, until that night, at roughly 10:13 pm, at a dance, we were dancing.... and we kissed. It was my first kiss... it was also rather deadly. From his kiss, I contracted infectious mononucleosis. Mono. The kissing disease. Heh, irony. After I told him, right when it got bad for me, he left. He apologized, and ran. But when I got better, he came right back and apologized for leaving. Ever since then, whenever I needed him he's been there. To hold my hand, and help me through my problems. He's been such a great friend, and while we lasted he was a great boyfriend.
Now, for the dilemna with this: Do I go back down this road, and ask Chris to be my date (as a friend) to the prom? I'm a bit worried it'll go how it did last time we met each other... which was in a dark movie theater.... making out while watching Spiderman 3...
No wonder I don't remember that movie, much at all...
Oh, yeah, back to the issue...
What in the hell should I do?
Okay, I have 2 options for prom dates, at the moment: G-Unit, from the previous REAL post, and Belair. Lemme give you some background story on Belair.
I have known him for about a year, and this is exactly how it went down. He and I met on the bus down to Pride day. We hit it off perfectly as friends, until that night, at roughly 10:13 pm, at a dance, we were dancing.... and we kissed. It was my first kiss... it was also rather deadly. From his kiss, I contracted infectious mononucleosis. Mono. The kissing disease. Heh, irony. After I told him, right when it got bad for me, he left. He apologized, and ran. But when I got better, he came right back and apologized for leaving. Ever since then, whenever I needed him he's been there. To hold my hand, and help me through my problems. He's been such a great friend, and while we lasted he was a great boyfriend.
Now, for the dilemna with this: Do I go back down this road, and ask Chris to be my date (as a friend) to the prom? I'm a bit worried it'll go how it did last time we met each other... which was in a dark movie theater.... making out while watching Spiderman 3...
No wonder I don't remember that movie, much at all...
Oh, yeah, back to the issue...
What in the hell should I do?
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Higher Organix: Trial One: Failed
No, don't get me wrong. The party was great. Minus the number of people who were drunk or stoned, or whatever... Actually, no. Even that was awesome.
But one thing happened. And that one thing can ruin a night.
Okay, so...
I'm in the business of Misery, but lets take it from the top.
Alright, so, I saw this boy/guy/friend, whom I've been speaking to for a while now... Ummm, and he will be called G-Unit. Because he lives in a place called Ghent. So, I saw him, and first thing I noticed, was, "HOLY SHIT. G-UnIT IS TALLER THAN ME!!!!!!!!" I was a bit taken aback, this was the first time meeting him in person. The next thing that hit me. "Oh my god, he's really, ridiculously cute. I wanna dance with him." Of course, I had my BFFL T-Tarn give me the low-down of how things were going with him. She said, "Okay, I just asked him. And he said, if you ask him to dance, he will probably kiss you. He doesn't want a relationship (which I already knew), but he likes kissing hot guys."
So, I figured. I'll ask him to dance. And I do. He rejects me. "I'm just too tired. Sorry." And then proceeded to go out to the dance floor and dance some more. What the fuck.
So, then, I thought I'd ask him one more time. He answered. "I'm leaving actually.... can you help me find my jacket?" So, I do. I find it for him. He hugs me, and says, "Thanks a lot. I had fun tonight. Happy early birthday. I'll see you around." What the hell, again. A hug is like second best to a kiss.... but I don't want the next best thing. >.<
Alrighty, so getting rejected kinda ruined that part of the party. the rest was great.
Oh, and Beau. I realize Beau will read this, and I need to stress something to him. I am in love with Beau, so much.... but I have things this year to think about. Like Senior Prom. I still need a date. And I totally, as I was typing this, Just realized I could ask G-Unit. I think I will.... but eh. And yeah, if I kiss another guy, Beau, it has nothing to do with being unfaithful to you. I want to be practiced enough for you, so that I can kiss you in ways you've never experienced before.
Excited by that, baby? I hope so. Cause it's the truth. I'm in love with you, and I will marry you, and spend my life with you. But until then, I need to find some way to solve these issues at home.
Anywho, Now, I turn to Anemone. Dyou think there is something wrong with me? or is it just that he really was tired, and then had to leave? Should I ask him? Should I ask him to Prom "as a friend"? Basically, WTF should I do, girl? Help a brotha out, grrrl?
But one thing happened. And that one thing can ruin a night.
Okay, so...
I'm in the business of Misery, but lets take it from the top.
Alright, so, I saw this boy/guy/friend, whom I've been speaking to for a while now... Ummm, and he will be called G-Unit. Because he lives in a place called Ghent. So, I saw him, and first thing I noticed, was, "HOLY SHIT. G-UnIT IS TALLER THAN ME!!!!!!!!" I was a bit taken aback, this was the first time meeting him in person. The next thing that hit me. "Oh my god, he's really, ridiculously cute. I wanna dance with him." Of course, I had my BFFL T-Tarn give me the low-down of how things were going with him. She said, "Okay, I just asked him. And he said, if you ask him to dance, he will probably kiss you. He doesn't want a relationship (which I already knew), but he likes kissing hot guys."
So, I figured. I'll ask him to dance. And I do. He rejects me. "I'm just too tired. Sorry." And then proceeded to go out to the dance floor and dance some more. What the fuck.
So, then, I thought I'd ask him one more time. He answered. "I'm leaving actually.... can you help me find my jacket?" So, I do. I find it for him. He hugs me, and says, "Thanks a lot. I had fun tonight. Happy early birthday. I'll see you around." What the hell, again. A hug is like second best to a kiss.... but I don't want the next best thing. >.<
Alrighty, so getting rejected kinda ruined that part of the party. the rest was great.
Oh, and Beau. I realize Beau will read this, and I need to stress something to him. I am in love with Beau, so much.... but I have things this year to think about. Like Senior Prom. I still need a date. And I totally, as I was typing this, Just realized I could ask G-Unit. I think I will.... but eh. And yeah, if I kiss another guy, Beau, it has nothing to do with being unfaithful to you. I want to be practiced enough for you, so that I can kiss you in ways you've never experienced before.
Excited by that, baby? I hope so. Cause it's the truth. I'm in love with you, and I will marry you, and spend my life with you. But until then, I need to find some way to solve these issues at home.
Anywho, Now, I turn to Anemone. Dyou think there is something wrong with me? or is it just that he really was tired, and then had to leave? Should I ask him? Should I ask him to Prom "as a friend"? Basically, WTF should I do, girl? Help a brotha out, grrrl?
UGH..... WTF, A REPEAT?!?!
I can't understand this.
Last night, my dreams were cut short a lot of the time. The oddest one, was the one with, me and Gamerboy. I mentioned him in a previous blog.
Basically, we were in a car, and I was just looking around everywhere. I was freaked out because, I had no idea where we were... So, I stop the car, and Gamerboy looks at me, and asks, "Where we going from here?"
I respond, "Where the hell are we?"
He whispered, "It doesn't matter. We're both here."
I'm fucking freaked out about that short dream. I dunno why.
Anemone? Please? Your thoughts?
Last night, my dreams were cut short a lot of the time. The oddest one, was the one with, me and Gamerboy. I mentioned him in a previous blog.
Basically, we were in a car, and I was just looking around everywhere. I was freaked out because, I had no idea where we were... So, I stop the car, and Gamerboy looks at me, and asks, "Where we going from here?"
I respond, "Where the hell are we?"
He whispered, "It doesn't matter. We're both here."
I'm fucking freaked out about that short dream. I dunno why.
Anemone? Please? Your thoughts?
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Legit Prostitution.
Alrighty. So, I legit feel like I'm going nowhere.
And I'm not sut why I just added legit in there.
But Legit fits everywhere, I guess.
So, why is prostitution illegal? Why is it illegal to sell something you own, especially if you know how to use it?
And why the hell is it prostitutes faults if men are dumb, and can't stick with one dick/vah-jay-jay for the rest of their life?
And I'm not sut why I just added legit in there.
But Legit fits everywhere, I guess.
So, why is prostitution illegal? Why is it illegal to sell something you own, especially if you know how to use it?
And why the hell is it prostitutes faults if men are dumb, and can't stick with one dick/vah-jay-jay for the rest of their life?
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Cutest Moment of my 17th year
OH MY GOD! I feel like such a gooooooood person. :D
so, today, when I was on the ferry, headed for Ellis Island... I saw a little boy, who looked like a 5 year old version of my fiancee, Beau, who was all by himself. He came up to the little cafe on the ferry, and asked the man at the counter for a lollypop. He said, "$2". The kid didn't have enough, so he started to get all sad and walk away. So, I had him add a lollypop to my order, and I ran and gave it to the little boy.
I was proud allll day.
And, just a note.... my Birthday is like, next week. Next monday. OHMAHGOD!!!! I haven't done ANY planning. D:
What will you do for my B-day? lol
so, today, when I was on the ferry, headed for Ellis Island... I saw a little boy, who looked like a 5 year old version of my fiancee, Beau, who was all by himself. He came up to the little cafe on the ferry, and asked the man at the counter for a lollypop. He said, "$2". The kid didn't have enough, so he started to get all sad and walk away. So, I had him add a lollypop to my order, and I ran and gave it to the little boy.
I was proud allll day.
And, just a note.... my Birthday is like, next week. Next monday. OHMAHGOD!!!! I haven't done ANY planning. D:
What will you do for my B-day? lol
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Vampire Sex, What?
Okay, the dream happened again.
Correction, the nightmare happened again. If it wasn't a nightmare before, it sure as hell is now.
This time BigBoi did kiss me. It felt good, and so did he. Then we proceeded to make passionate sex on that bed. Then, after he had finished, he rolled over onto his back, and I roll ontop of him. I smile playfully, and purr. He growls, and I am confused by it.
Then he bites my neck.
Not Playfully. It hurt. It bled.
Yeah, BigBoi was a vampire. And he was drinking me dry.
I shake and I struggle, and then I cease all movement, and the color fades from my lifeless hand (which is all I can see at this point. The rest is obscured by BigBoi)
Alrighty, so. My nightmare is getting worse. Should I come out and tell him?
I think I should. It will help this situation, I think. I came to that conclusion when I had a long talk with Li'l Christ (another BFFL) She tried to help me analyze this, but in the end, maybe this is just telling me that I need to open up about my feelings, or I'll get punished.
I don't know. But I'll deal with this tomorrow.
Correction, the nightmare happened again. If it wasn't a nightmare before, it sure as hell is now.
This time BigBoi did kiss me. It felt good, and so did he. Then we proceeded to make passionate sex on that bed. Then, after he had finished, he rolled over onto his back, and I roll ontop of him. I smile playfully, and purr. He growls, and I am confused by it.
Then he bites my neck.
Not Playfully. It hurt. It bled.
Yeah, BigBoi was a vampire. And he was drinking me dry.
I shake and I struggle, and then I cease all movement, and the color fades from my lifeless hand (which is all I can see at this point. The rest is obscured by BigBoi)
Alrighty, so. My nightmare is getting worse. Should I come out and tell him?
I think I should. It will help this situation, I think. I came to that conclusion when I had a long talk with Li'l Christ (another BFFL) She tried to help me analyze this, but in the end, maybe this is just telling me that I need to open up about my feelings, or I'll get punished.
I don't know. But I'll deal with this tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
A Twisted dream
Alrighty, I'll start this off with a question: Is it really terrible to have a dream of sleeping with your best guy friend?
Beau, don't answer that, love.
So, I was sleeping, and dreaming something bizarre. In the dream, I was lying on this huge bed. I mean like huge HUGE double king size bed. Like, "I spent about $200 per night to get this hotel room" big. I'm wearing this little robe, thing. it's skimpy, purple with black stripes, of course. I wake up, and I don't know how I got there at all, and I'm looking around. I'm obviously freaking out too. "Why am I in a strange expensive hotel/motel suite?"
I discover my body aches all over. Especially my ass. *coughcough*
So I look towards the other side of the room. Standing in the doorway, is my best male friend, who shall hereby be known as BigBoi (thank you Anemone). He's Partially naked, except for the top part of a matching robe. except his is green with black stripes. He's a bit "portly", so it doesn't stretch down very far. He's got no underwear on.
At first I'm like, "O_O OMFG!!!! WHAT IS THIS!!!!!!?!?!?! Where are we, and why are we naked..." then I piece 2 and 2 together... and I can't believe myself. Then, he climbs into the bed with me, and puts an arm around me, and I'm like, "EH?! wh-what're you doing?" He doesn't answer, and leans in to kiss me...
And then, of course, my alarm rings. I wake up in a cold sweat, yadda yadda yadda.
Well, one thing is for damn sure. I don't love him. He's my best friend, and he's always there for me... but I don't like him like that... And besides, he's a pompous ass most of the time, and a control nazi, and likes to think he's always right. But is that something I secretly long for in the bedroom? and does this dream simply mean that, "Hey, I wanna meet him between the sheets in a place where no one else can know about it?"
Thank god he doesn't read this blog. He's straight. so this would be WAY awkward.
Beau... I hope you aren't angered by this...
Beau, don't answer that, love.
So, I was sleeping, and dreaming something bizarre. In the dream, I was lying on this huge bed. I mean like huge HUGE double king size bed. Like, "I spent about $200 per night to get this hotel room" big. I'm wearing this little robe, thing. it's skimpy, purple with black stripes, of course. I wake up, and I don't know how I got there at all, and I'm looking around. I'm obviously freaking out too. "Why am I in a strange expensive hotel/motel suite?"
I discover my body aches all over. Especially my ass. *coughcough*
So I look towards the other side of the room. Standing in the doorway, is my best male friend, who shall hereby be known as BigBoi (thank you Anemone). He's Partially naked, except for the top part of a matching robe. except his is green with black stripes. He's a bit "portly", so it doesn't stretch down very far. He's got no underwear on.
At first I'm like, "O_O OMFG!!!! WHAT IS THIS!!!!!!?!?!?! Where are we, and why are we naked..." then I piece 2 and 2 together... and I can't believe myself. Then, he climbs into the bed with me, and puts an arm around me, and I'm like, "EH?! wh-what're you doing?" He doesn't answer, and leans in to kiss me...
And then, of course, my alarm rings. I wake up in a cold sweat, yadda yadda yadda.
Well, one thing is for damn sure. I don't love him. He's my best friend, and he's always there for me... but I don't like him like that... And besides, he's a pompous ass most of the time, and a control nazi, and likes to think he's always right. But is that something I secretly long for in the bedroom? and does this dream simply mean that, "Hey, I wanna meet him between the sheets in a place where no one else can know about it?"
Thank god he doesn't read this blog. He's straight. so this would be WAY awkward.
Beau... I hope you aren't angered by this...
Monday, February 25, 2008
I'm back. Back from hell, with Bridget Jones.
Okay, so I'm back. I spent a while with my uncle.
Actually, I feel this trip was nothing more than an attempt to make me want to kill myself. AND make me sick. But guess what? I love myself, despite that.
Because I'm good like that.
Oh, and about me and Beau: Better than ever. ^^ The previous situation has not happened yet, but will be dealt with in the fullness of time...
However... Anemone... I think we need to talk. And catch up. I mean, I think I'm missing something. Something gooooood. :3
-hugs- Well, hmmm. I love you all, because I can.
Actually, I feel this trip was nothing more than an attempt to make me want to kill myself. AND make me sick. But guess what? I love myself, despite that.
Because I'm good like that.
Oh, and about me and Beau: Better than ever. ^^ The previous situation has not happened yet, but will be dealt with in the fullness of time...
However... Anemone... I think we need to talk. And catch up. I mean, I think I'm missing something. Something gooooood. :3
-hugs- Well, hmmm. I love you all, because I can.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
BEAUtiful Disasters
Heh. So I went to college. And I came back.
Can't wait to get back to Lesley University. Even if I did have to sleep on the floor of mouse-infested White Hall.
I'm worried. Like, more than usual. About a week and a half ago, My fiancee Beau approached me with a favor/question. IT went something like this.
Beau: So, I have this friend.
Me: Yeah?
Beau: His name's Peter. He's tall, long black hair, parents from Crete.
Me: Yes?
Beau: He doesn't know whether or not he's Bisexual.
Me:...uh-huh...
Beau: Can I help him find out?
And stupid me, I said "Sure, why not? Anything to help out a buddy."
I've been a trainwreck since then. Fuckin' moron, I am.
I'm not so much worried about this guy at all... But I'm worried that Beau will either wind up with an admirer or he'll lose interest in me. As much as he claims he won't, Sex has a way of changing the minds of men. (Anemone, haven't we discussed this before?) And so, everytime I'm not with Beau, I think, "It's happening... oh god, they're having sex. Right now." And I start thinking what's the worst that could happen.
Bitch.
I am wondering if I can take this... Beau and I are going to different colleges, in 2 different countries. He's supposedly coming with me to my house for Christmas.... providing the Sex doesn't fuck things up.
Wow... that Pun was terrible.
Wait... does this mean I can pick some random person, and fuck them? I could do it.... but will I? Prolly not... But I dunno yet.
Beau and I... I love Beau more than words can describe. If anything happened to him and I (him or I works too), I dunno what I would do.
We shall see... I'm going to Virginia to visit my Uncle and my Grandmother tonight. So, au revior, mes amis.
Oh, and a Special Note:
Anemone, you are NOT a bad person. And you are NOT creepy. you are adorable, and an angel. I see it, and I'm sure LilMan does too. As does everyone else around you.
An additional special note:
I NEED A NEW KEYBOARD. (electronic piano)
Can't wait to get back to Lesley University. Even if I did have to sleep on the floor of mouse-infested White Hall.
I'm worried. Like, more than usual. About a week and a half ago, My fiancee Beau approached me with a favor/question. IT went something like this.
Beau: So, I have this friend.
Me: Yeah?
Beau: His name's Peter. He's tall, long black hair, parents from Crete.
Me: Yes?
Beau: He doesn't know whether or not he's Bisexual.
Me:...uh-huh...
Beau: Can I help him find out?
And stupid me, I said "Sure, why not? Anything to help out a buddy."
I've been a trainwreck since then. Fuckin' moron, I am.
I'm not so much worried about this guy at all... But I'm worried that Beau will either wind up with an admirer or he'll lose interest in me. As much as he claims he won't, Sex has a way of changing the minds of men. (Anemone, haven't we discussed this before?) And so, everytime I'm not with Beau, I think, "It's happening... oh god, they're having sex. Right now." And I start thinking what's the worst that could happen.
Bitch.
I am wondering if I can take this... Beau and I are going to different colleges, in 2 different countries. He's supposedly coming with me to my house for Christmas.... providing the Sex doesn't fuck things up.
Wow... that Pun was terrible.
Wait... does this mean I can pick some random person, and fuck them? I could do it.... but will I? Prolly not... But I dunno yet.
Beau and I... I love Beau more than words can describe. If anything happened to him and I (him or I works too), I dunno what I would do.
We shall see... I'm going to Virginia to visit my Uncle and my Grandmother tonight. So, au revior, mes amis.
Oh, and a Special Note:
Anemone, you are NOT a bad person. And you are NOT creepy. you are adorable, and an angel. I see it, and I'm sure LilMan does too. As does everyone else around you.
An additional special note:
I NEED A NEW KEYBOARD. (electronic piano)
Sunday, February 17, 2008
First Post: For the love of hell.
So. My life is very rarely interesting.... but I'm having some fun moments. Well, I'll start at the top.
My best friend for life, who shall be called Anemone for all of these blogs, is crushing on someone who will be called Li'lMan. But she's sooo confused because he looks like he's 10. He's not 10. He's 15. Will be 16 soon. x3 But she feels uneasy by it, so I'm trying to help her not get freaked out too much. And I know Li'lMan likes Anemone. A LOT. It's clear.
Anyway, now I'm working on finding my own man. I'm going to a college overnight, and maybe there will be a guy there. Ya know, it's in Boston, so you can imagine how guess gay men there will be. Hopefully many, but I'm not too sure. I'm gonna spend quite a few hours primping myself up. Hmmm, I think this might be fun, but I dunno.
I'm in love with someone, who will be called Beau. No, that is not his name... but eh. I'm engaged to him, but we're waiting till college is over. Hmmm. I'm thinking life is gonna work out.
Much love!
<3 Vladmyr
My best friend for life, who shall be called Anemone for all of these blogs, is crushing on someone who will be called Li'lMan. But she's sooo confused because he looks like he's 10. He's not 10. He's 15. Will be 16 soon. x3 But she feels uneasy by it, so I'm trying to help her not get freaked out too much. And I know Li'lMan likes Anemone. A LOT. It's clear.
Anyway, now I'm working on finding my own man. I'm going to a college overnight, and maybe there will be a guy there. Ya know, it's in Boston, so you can imagine how guess gay men there will be. Hopefully many, but I'm not too sure. I'm gonna spend quite a few hours primping myself up. Hmmm, I think this might be fun, but I dunno.
I'm in love with someone, who will be called Beau. No, that is not his name... but eh. I'm engaged to him, but we're waiting till college is over. Hmmm. I'm thinking life is gonna work out.
Much love!
<3 Vladmyr
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