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So... I dunno... Alan's been staying with me a lot... He's slept here every night since monday... He's good to me... This feels good... His eyes... I can see the old pain in them... he just looks so sad even when he's happy... I just want to wash all the bad stuff away from him... There's just stuff in his past that's painful... but I think we all have that stuff... I dunno... onto more light-hearted stuff... I have this monstrosity of a hicky on my neck... we were tickling each other and Steve was on the bunk above me and Alan. I dunno... Alan was on his back and next thing I know I'm on my back pinned to his chest and he's holding my arms and he is latched on to my neck... Result: The biggest fucking hicky I've ever seen... yep... rofl And it's all purple and Alan keeps saying to people, "It looks like I hit her."... oh, and it wouldn't be such a problem if I had long hair because it's toward the back of my neck... but NO I have to be... me... and have the shortest fucking hair possible... rofl... yep! *big cheesy grin* Anywho, not much more to say... just... I need more sleep... *growl* Just a quick quote... "When the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie..." Post a comment in response: |
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