meep
AND HE JUST FARTED AND NOW HE’S HOLDINGME DOWN
January 2012
A Post Entitled "My Dick Boyfriend"
- He’s hitting me with a glostick right now.
- Earlier he put his hand around my neck and told me not to smile. He bit me when I did.
- He’s making fun of my period.
- He burped in my face earlier.
- He farted in my bed.
- He laughed at me when I hit my head on the cabinet in the bathroom.
- He makes fun of my zits. CONSTANTLY.
- He pokes them.
- Dammit.
- Weirdo.
- He won’t let me rearrange his hair because it makes him “look like a girl”.
- He smacks my butt. Hard.
- He leaves bruises.
The good parts:
- He smells nice.
- And he has a lot of movies on his laptop.
- End.
December 2011
I think I’ve worn clothes other than Kurt’s hoodies and pjs like twice this week.
Smells so good.
So good.
Hi. We’re blogging from bed. Enjoy this rare occurrence, as it probably won’t happen again for many hours.
Yay cuddles.
amantes-amentes replied to your video: Kurt did not realize I was recording okay. And he…
YOU TWO ARE MY FAVOURITES AHHHHHHHHH I’M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU TWO FINALLY TOGETHER!!
Kurt and I just ordered pizza and wrote “Ring doorbell incessantly to annoy little brother” as the delivery directions.
hi5
What time will he be thereeeeee :3
Nine tonight or so. Possibly later. It sounds like his flight has been delayed a bit.. but yeah, he’s in America already:D
Sorry, I haven't been following your story for very long but where is Kurt from? and how will he be travelling?
Kurt is from Ontario, Canada and he is travelling via car and then airplane and then car again.
Meep:3
Leslie: Faggotry Unleashed
Okay. So as some of you know, today is the day that Kurt is finally flying out here to meet me. Seeing as I’ve been posting about it for forty-five days, this is not news.
But this morning as he was leaving (literally two minutes ago), I was just looking at him and it was so fucking hard to say goodbye. Even though I realize he’s not actually leaving, but rather coming closer. I started crying like a little fuck and begging him to be safe.
Suddenly it’s all just hitting me that while he’s there, he is safe. He’s not near me, but he’s safe and nothing is threatening my time with him. Travelling twelve-hundred miles though presents some danger. And now I’m worried sick and he’s probably not even out of the driveway.
So, regardless of what else you guys do today, send some good thoughts our —his—way. And if you don’t, I will know and I will hunt you down and force you to give him your best “good luck” mental mention.
But yeah. Wish for the best, if you have any care for either of us. I know I’m working on sending some major good karma towards him.
Okay. I’m done.
