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  • saturday night was glorious

    by strashles on May 23, 2010
    so it was a sausage fest. it was, there's not denying it. we were the only girls there and funnily enough, also like girls, so in turn it was pretty much a sausage fest. I snuck you kisses whenever possible and cuddled you the whole time, despite the others who were lingering around us. it had been two weeks, no, three weeks. so I took you around the corner of the house and pushed you against this rusty, green door that held a key in its lock. I opened it but there were spiderwebs and stuff, it wasn't exactly very welcoming so I closed it again and instead lifted you up against the door. I missed your kisses so much, on my ear, down my neck and on my chest towards my breasts. the little nibbling you continually do was driving me insane. I let you down again and you were saying how we should go back but in response I muted you with kisses on your lips and took your further down towards that gate. we kissed against a deck and I let my hands wander. too bad it was daylight, but we would make up for it later. I cheekily kissed your neck and tempted you and we went back to the pre-raging-party. even upon our return I couldn't help staying off of you. we had four hours together, actually three from that point on. I wasn't going to waste a moment and you looked absolutely gorgeous. so we went over to that swinging chair, those ones you normally put on a front porch and hugged and kissed and teased. everything was so lovely, it was slightly cold but that was a given, I mean it being near the sea 'n all. holding you in my arms on that chair... I never wanted to leave. except maybe for a warm bed in a home we could own. and so I had to pee... so I got up and went and you waited outside for me. (that sounds great, I'm sure.) as I went out I pulled you inside and I think for both of us it was a strong consideration to fuck in that bath then and there but jaimie walked in. it was alright though as he kindly led us outside... and that's where we'd stay for almost an hour. in that little alley way, and when we sat down and just laid there on something, what we didn't know, talking to oski, it was super cute. then we went back... chatted to some people, went crazy when we saw GCRM... sat back on that swinging chair which we rightfully called the love seat. a little later on, after jimi played ADTR we snuck around the side of the house with a blanket, along the way stripping so all we were wearing were our singlets and jeans. I wanted you so badly. and I had to convince you a little bit but it didn't take long for you to change your mind... I lingered on your breasts, as usual, biting you all over, just teasing you with my fingers until I'd go inside of you. you whispered in my ear, I'm sure you remember and when I heard you say those words, strung together in a sentence of breathlessness, I felt pure ecstasy rushing through my bones. I wasn't sure why but I fucking loved it. and I loved fucking you under the stars near the beach, it was absolutely beautiful. we laid there after with osk and jules, the french one was drunk as fuck but it was all good. talking with osk, as always, is fucking brilliant. it was an incredible night. which is enough said, really. lying there on that blanket, you on top of me, topless, holding each other so tightly because we knew that there'd be so little time left together. and never wanting to leave. it is easily one of the fondest memories I will ever have. I love you more than anything and anyone. never fucking doubt that.
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  • I hope you realise

    by strashles on May 21, 2010
    that you are a fucking cunt. seriously, you are such a FUCKING cunt. why the fuck are you so insistent all the time, never just letting something happen. "you will have to stay in different rooms I think" "oh, I am going to have to call her parents and ask." how about you fuck off. what's the difference? I mean really, she's going to be living here at the end of the year and you can't let her stay over here six months before then!? FUCK. just fuck you, seriously. you made me cry tonight and I did not need it. fuck you.
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  • i't's nearly been half a year that we've been together

    by strashles on May 21, 2010
    ... wow. like, wow. I can't believe... it feels like longer yet it's still kinda caught up? I guess? it's hard to explain but it feels amazing I'm worried abut you btw, . I want to give you a huge huge hug and have you come over and have a movie night with me and L, eat loads of chocolate and complain about the world. back to things. I am SO behind at school it is not even funny and I just can not be bothered trying to get back up to speed or ahead. it's terrible. and I'm really horny. I hate the word, I really do. but I just want you soo badly. it's not fair. and because we've almost completely synced it's like you have yours and so we can't and then I have my mine and so we can't and then we can't see each other because your mum is such a psycho and ARGH. it's hard. but at the end of the year we will be living together for a little while and we can spend as much time as want together. it'll all make up in the future, I'm sure :) I'm going to go back to the l word now, I love you so much baby and I shall see you tomorrow night :D
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  • I can't breathe

    by strashles on May 09, 2010
    I need you here right now. things aren't making sense... my mind is a flutter. you can take it all away, I know you can. you're the perfect person for me. you fit so well in my arms. we're like a puzzle piece. if only you could join me. in my house... in my bed. so we could be alone. alone and perfect and together and keeping my head in tact. I miss you and I want to know why you haven't replied to my txts today. I love you. always
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  • tired and

    by strashles on April 28, 2010
    tired and tired and tired and tired and tired and I did NO work today. WHY? because i'm a fucktard.
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  • kays, so

    by strashles on April 27, 2010
    I miss you blogging on HERE. when you're honest and you say everything, it makes sense you know? stop. stressing. about. hair. in general... formals always sort themselves out and they're not actually that big of a deal. I had to organise getting my haircut the day before because T pulled the plug... I got it done. no biggies. so chill out. I think saturday is a little too late to see you. tomorrow or thursday is kinda vital, for us.> we need to see each other... I wish the rents weren't SO much of a fucking problem. alright I think I'm done... yep.
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  • I can still smell you on my fingers

    by strashles on April 13, 2010
    it makes me miss you even more, if that's actually possible. I love the book. I can get to sleep so easily now that it's beside me. I wish you were there to hold though, you fit so perfectly in my arms. and if you were we'd keep both our nightmares away. It's simply radiant, I feel more with everyday that goes by I watch the clock to make my timing just right would it be okay, would it be okay if I took your breath away? I would be lying if I said I wasn't jealous they get to have you for two days. I never get to have you for even one. why do they get to for two? it just saddens me. and I don't know what to do with myself now that you're away from me for another week.. or five days. gahh it's however many days too many. I think it's now fitting I go and buy all your presents now and get my formal dress. yes, I shall do that (: I love you. please please never leave me.
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  • everything's back to normal

    by strashles on April 11, 2010
    I feel fucking amazing. we're good again, there's nothing in our way. tomorrow is moustache monday and I am keen as it's going to be incredible. gcrom's place will be the best I do believe. as I also think that's all I'll be there for, which sucks, I know. BLAME FUCKING TENNIS :(
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  • thank fuck

    by strashles on April 09, 2010
    you're home.
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  • I may not be angry

    by strashles on April 07, 2010
    but I can't stop picturing you fucking that girl, and worse, her fucking you. I'm pleading with myself, get the fuck out of my mind!! it's a bit ridiculous. all we need is that you get the fuck back from wherever it is you are so I cann; see you, kiss you, cry with you and sleep with you on monday. it's all I need, kay. hurry the fuck up, week
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