sorry you didn't get drunk. you must have a fucking high tolerance. i was apparently wasted. i didn't even get to do any whippits, the last thing i remember is greg hitting me in the head with one , iwas all 'whipppppittttsss' then i think i kinda passed out or collapsed or just layed there. then the next thing i know im like holding blairs hand and kissing him or something, and yes it was wonderful. then him whispering in my ear or something to that effect, sweet nothings or just that he'd get a hold of me the next day. i wasn't sure the next day if i had dreamt all that or not, if it would have been a dream it would have been a good one
( ... )
except how he tries to fucking eat my face every five seconds. i dont know what the fuck to do about it, i like him alot, but jesus. i know its probably as simple as just telling him to slow it down or something, i just dont have the fucking nerve. thanx for everything. <3
he's still a fucking sweet heart. and so are you<3<3
:) everythngs fine now. i dont really know how to describe the connection me and blair made, im sure you might hear about it from him, something amazing it feels like. he seems to be my hope, and my future. hes beautiful and wonderful and i hope things continue to get closer/better between us. i was/am affraid to be this close to someone so soon, but i think this is something i cant control and cant ignore. i hope everything is the way we feel it to be. im nervous, but very excited. he's fucking wonderful.
poor josiah, im affraid of whats going to happen when he gets out of highland. things are going to be hard, i guess.
Comments 4
Reply
Reply
thanx for everything.
<3
he's still a fucking sweet heart.
and so are you<3<3
Reply
poor josiah, im affraid of whats going to happen when he gets out of highland. things are going to be hard, i guess.
Reply
Leave a comment