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March 2011
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John's fleece smells like Curve. *dreamy sigh*

*eyes wattshumphrey* Juan es muy loco :D   
This past week has been........interesting I guess. John and I kinda sorta had a fight on Tuesday. It started as a normal discussion, since he was bummed. I tried to comfort him, and he wouldn't take it.  The deeper into it we went, the more it hurt.  He told me things I'd already known, and they way he said them made my heart feel like it had been stabbed with a very sharp knife. By the time we got back from my sister's I was in agony. I didn't fall asleep until after 2am, and all day Wednesday I wanted to cry. Wednesday while he was at work, we'd gotten the majority of what was bothering us off our chests and then I went to Mike and Madis. Mike actually failed at something. My big brother couldn't take the knife out of my heart, but I'd had a good time with them. John picked me up from Mike and Madi's, and with the joy of Metaphysics, the knife was removed from my heart. On our way back to his place we had another serious discussion, mostly him telling me things that he hasn't told anyone else. After everything was said and done our relationship resumed its usual undercurrent of calm and contentment. 

*shouts with orgasmic bliss* HAMPTON AVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *pants* *lights cigarette*

Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: none-John, Chris, Will & Taryn are talking
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/me envies those green street signs.

ROFL I'm sure you can get a costume. And with one simple joke, a new fetish is born. :D