Hewwo!!
'Alo, everybody! It's been a bit since I've actually been on here. I didn't check the exact date so I wouldn't feel like a horrible person for not posting in forever. My life has been a little bit insane, recently, though, I have to admit.
I finally moved to Alabama. I'm actually in the library at school, right now. Today's the last day before Spring Break, so the teachers are letting us do just about anything we want, which is pretty cool. I definitely miss Durand sometimes, though. I didn't need a map to get around there for the first two weeks, that's for sure! I've gotten used to how huge this place is, thank goodness. My old high school had about 300 students. This high school's marching band is that size. >.<' It was a bit to adjust to at first, I have to admit. I live in an apartment now, which can be a bit annoying because I'd be stuck with my family 24/7 were it not for the fact that I have to go to school every day. I honestly cannot wait to graduate, though. I graduate on my best friend's birthday. It amuses me to think about that. She's legal, and I'm officially out of high school on the same day. *snerk*
Hmm.... Let's see... Can't really think of anything else to talk about, really. I've got the flu, though, and I'm on meds for it, so that might be part of the lack of brain cells thing. It kind of amuses me when I tell people that I have the flu and they reflexively back up a step, even if they're already sick. *doublesnerk* That's really about it, though.
Oh! Before I forget, here's a little random chaotic-thought drabble for those of you still reading this. It's not graphic, but it's mature, so... it's going behind a cut.
Aching, wanting, quivering with need. Every movement racks it higher. Scratch of a red nail on pink lips. Red ribbon on a pale wrist. Tingling body, trembling soul. Stinging echo of a scratch. Lips open, suck a finger briefly. Let it go. Feel the wet. Respond in kind. Feeling ready to jump out of body. Sharp red nails, white lines on pale skin. Willingly submit. Act out. Feel the pain. Welcome it. Move with it. Whimper with pain and pleasure. Tingling nerves, squirming body. Creamy skin. Harsh pleasure - gentle pain. Widespread thighs, shining with sweat. Arching spine, panting mouth, screwed shut eyes. Chaos. Pain. Pleasure. Dominance. Submission. Build up. Release. Bliss. Silence. Sleep.
I finally moved to Alabama. I'm actually in the library at school, right now. Today's the last day before Spring Break, so the teachers are letting us do just about anything we want, which is pretty cool. I definitely miss Durand sometimes, though. I didn't need a map to get around there for the first two weeks, that's for sure! I've gotten used to how huge this place is, thank goodness. My old high school had about 300 students. This high school's marching band is that size. >.<' It was a bit to adjust to at first, I have to admit. I live in an apartment now, which can be a bit annoying because I'd be stuck with my family 24/7 were it not for the fact that I have to go to school every day. I honestly cannot wait to graduate, though. I graduate on my best friend's birthday. It amuses me to think about that. She's legal, and I'm officially out of high school on the same day. *snerk*
Hmm.... Let's see... Can't really think of anything else to talk about, really. I've got the flu, though, and I'm on meds for it, so that might be part of the lack of brain cells thing. It kind of amuses me when I tell people that I have the flu and they reflexively back up a step, even if they're already sick. *doublesnerk* That's really about it, though.
Oh! Before I forget, here's a little random chaotic-thought drabble for those of you still reading this. It's not graphic, but it's mature, so... it's going behind a cut.
Aching, wanting, quivering with need. Every movement racks it higher. Scratch of a red nail on pink lips. Red ribbon on a pale wrist. Tingling body, trembling soul. Stinging echo of a scratch. Lips open, suck a finger briefly. Let it go. Feel the wet. Respond in kind. Feeling ready to jump out of body. Sharp red nails, white lines on pale skin. Willingly submit. Act out. Feel the pain. Welcome it. Move with it. Whimper with pain and pleasure. Tingling nerves, squirming body. Creamy skin. Harsh pleasure - gentle pain. Widespread thighs, shining with sweat. Arching spine, panting mouth, screwed shut eyes. Chaos. Pain. Pleasure. Dominance. Submission. Build up. Release. Bliss. Silence. Sleep.