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[windup_boytoy]

Today was really tiring.

I got out of bed just before breakfast because the smell of cooking bacon woke me up.

I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.

I'm so happy. I just found out that I have been accepted into Harvard. And Yale. I don't know which to choose... oh, why is life so hard sometimes?

Last night I had to go and pay Joshua's bail. He's such a jerk. He got arrested for punching the Walmart clerk in the face for refusing to sell him beer. He's only 16!

I want to tell the world to get fucked.

I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Robert's heart and feed it to him for losing my mail.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my girlfriend in the nude (but don't tell her that I've posted them here - she'll kill me! Har har.)

I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have a terrible skin disease which prevents me from coming into contact with other human beings. And bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you what your favourite sexual position is.

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.

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Comments

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he looks surprised when he sees that blindfold, and looks at your face hesitantly*

... you really want to? With that?

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*continues to hold it up, staring at it thoughtfully*

My eyes don't lie to me anymore... but I can't bring myself to get rid of it, so yeah. I do.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*brushes your bangs out of your eyes with one hand*

So... which one of us is gonna be wearing it?

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*leans into your hand, his eyes turning back toward you*

I was wondering if you wanted to.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*is surprised and thinks for a moment before nodding*

That's fine. It'll be something new, at least.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*smiles and sits up, tugging you to sit up with him and sliding behind you on the bed, his arms coming up to hold you close while he nuzzles your neck*

Thank you, Ri.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he leans back against you with a slight smile, tilting his head to the side to give you better access*

Anytime.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*brushes your hair aside and places a warm kiss to your shoulder, kissing slowly up your neck before drawing the blindfold over your eyes, tying it just tightly enough that you shouldn't be able to peek*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he goes tense once you tie that blindfold, and sits a bit rigidly because he really can't see through it*

... I don't know how you managed to get around wearing this thing.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*massages your shoulders gently, kissing your neck again, not wanting you to get too tense*

...It was easier just to keep it on. I didn't like what I saw without it.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*it'll take awhile for him to relax completely because this just feels strange*

Yeah... Ansem is totally unsexy.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*chuckles a little and lets his hands slide down your chest slowly, making sure you feel his hands as they slip under your shirt to rub over your skin, easing your shirt off bit by bit*

You can see why I wanted to do something else with it now then?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah... just don't...

*his breath catches in his throat a bit as he arches into your hands*

... d-don't stop talking, okay? I just... need to hear your voice to make sure...

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*carefully eases you out of your shirt one arm at a time, drawing it over your head and letting it fall to the floor, returning his hands to run over your arms before returning them to your shoulders to massage a little more*

I'm not going anywhere Ri, I'm staying right here with you.