also known as all the k2 that fell out of my container into my purse a few weeks ago..
and yes, i smoked that.
on another note, rick doesn’t hate me anymore because he hates andy, he hugged me today and i’m not really sure what’s going on but it is nice that he doesn’t hate me…
no work tomorrow and my boy gets off at two (:
caring about someone is nice.
like, i care about mark. he makes me mad sometimes because i care. Like, the past two days, he has been busy, working and things. and last night i was at his house waiting for him and he didn’t come home till like ten thirty and he came in then kissed me and went to play cards in the other room, and i wanted to lay down with him after a long day at work and i missed him. but he didn’t want to, so i layed by myself and took andy to a friends house and sat with him for a while and smoked some.
but when everyone went, he stayed with me and held me, even though i wouldnt kiss him and i just kept my arms crossed and pouted. he talked to me about why i was annoyed and said sorry and we got to have time just for us and i gave him back his bear that i took while i was mad.
the other night, he was mad at me because i smoked and i drove and i got really sick and couldn’t drive back home so jojo and rick dolphin came and got me and andy. like, it was stupid but at the same time it was really reassuring that he does care enough about me to get upset when i do things that are potentially dangerous.
he’s good. I care about him. this is all new, and i’m happy. things aren’t perfect, in a lot of ways i’d have never seen myself with someone like him. But we are doing this. I’m putting myself here, trying my hardest to be open and not run away.
so we are all gonna go eat for jojos birthday, then i’m gonna take mark out to eat on his birthday when i get back from the beach, just us.
and you know what? this is wonderful, and i think you are what i was looking for. Because you are mine and I am yours, but I’ve slept with girls and you’re okay with me doing that, and so i am free to explore and still be with you. i feel safe. like not suffocated, but free to figure out what i want and today you were rougher with me because i asked you to be. i like you so very much. ive never been able to be with someone so much and you have my trust, i want to do everything you want.
i wanna get real high and cuddle up against you.
i want you to talk to me quiet about everything, just a conversation for us, no one else.
i want time for just us, so i can know you more.
i want to read you my favorite books.
i want you to sit still.
mhm.
<3
an anxiety attack today.
and i have been fairly upset all day, but the poor boy wasnt sure what to do. I took my pill and one of ryans and they calmed me down. idk.
im just on edge about the boy. he makes me happy but im terrified and i could run but its so hard bc we share friends and i adore him. like even when he acts like a child, i just really want to be with him.
Photoshop In life.
reblog then click the photo
I’m sorry but this is just cool.
what the hell?! why doesn’t this have more notes?!
Oh my god.
Fuck me someone has a lot of spare time, siq as fuq
mhm.
we have sex, then we high five. we compare everything sexual to pizza. you tell me to pet you like a puppy (thats never during sex, just to be clear.) you give me my lighters back instead of stealing them. you let me lick you. we wrestle, we bite. we smoke shorts and you take care of me when im drunk. we have sex in my car a lot, sometimes things get broken. we use pop rocks for blow jobs.
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those are good things. and i like them cause theyre our things.
i am terribly happy with you.
just to be in your lap without any sense of time.
its so damn wonderful.
sammy and kimmy down,
the rest of you will meet the boy whenever you get your butts around where i live. :)
