From the RenFaire to the unfair.
The week before last was fun.
My little sister hit me up and wanted to hang out.
I went down to my parents house.
we played some COD, some Arkham City.
we beat the latter.
She really wanted me to go with her to Koronenberg Festival.
I've never really been one for renfaires.
always thought it was in the same category as playing D&D, or playing that lame ass MAGIC card game.
but she's my sister and I have a hard time saying no to her.
so, we went.
AND OMFG!
it was the best time ever!
I had so much fun!
everyone was so nice!
so friendly and nonjudgmental.
I felt like i had gone home.
I felt like "these are my people".
learned how to shoot a bow and arrow, blow glass, blacksmithing, juggling!
so fucking fun!
I will never forget it.
in fact, i will make it a point to go back there as soon as it comes around again.
I wanted to badly to never leave.
to run away with a circus of sorts.
....................................
Hung out with steph the other day.
She came down and we listened to some super awesome 90's mix on mog.
had a few beers and then walked next door to Bahookas.
She loved it.
It's like sponge bob's sex-pad :D
we drank a bahooka bowl and got drunk as fuck.
she talked a lot about her boyfriend and how unloved she felt in the relationship.
I played the good friend and listened.
trying to lighten the mood with the occasional joke.
She cried halfway through our giant drink.
I felt uneasy, like the rest of the restaurant was staring.
we were both pretty drunk by the time we left.
her eyes were wet, red and dancing with the promise of tears.
we went back to my pad.
drank a little more.
sang along to 311, incubus, everclear, ect.
danced.
In some weird fit of IDontKnowWhatToCallIt.
my hands ran over her.
my lips fount the soft spot behind her ears.
i gently bit the nape of her neck and she sighed deeply and tangled her legs up in mine.
It felt good. like going home. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to runaway with this weird circus.
"I haven't felt chills this good in a long time" she cooed.
I want so much more.
to strip her down in a violent jolt and devour her.
. . .
but she was drunk.
but then she started feeling a bit woozy.
I spent the rest of the night holding her hair back and trying to convince her that using my bath mat as a pillow and sleeping on my bathroom floor was a bad idea.
oh well, it goes that way sometimes. doesnt it, brother :/
..........................................
Father's day was a fun weekend.
barbecue with the family.
playing video games all day with my little sister.
she's a fiend for killing zombies and i couldnt love her more!
..............................................
so, now it's a new week?
im not the same as i was last week.
theres something cold in me.
i wonder what that means . . .
My little sister hit me up and wanted to hang out.
I went down to my parents house.
we played some COD, some Arkham City.
we beat the latter.
She really wanted me to go with her to Koronenberg Festival.
I've never really been one for renfaires.
always thought it was in the same category as playing D&D, or playing that lame ass MAGIC card game.
but she's my sister and I have a hard time saying no to her.
so, we went.
AND OMFG!
it was the best time ever!
I had so much fun!
everyone was so nice!
so friendly and nonjudgmental.
I felt like i had gone home.
I felt like "these are my people".
learned how to shoot a bow and arrow, blow glass, blacksmithing, juggling!
so fucking fun!
I will never forget it.
in fact, i will make it a point to go back there as soon as it comes around again.
I wanted to badly to never leave.
to run away with a circus of sorts.
....................................
Hung out with steph the other day.
She came down and we listened to some super awesome 90's mix on mog.
had a few beers and then walked next door to Bahookas.
She loved it.
It's like sponge bob's sex-pad :D
we drank a bahooka bowl and got drunk as fuck.
she talked a lot about her boyfriend and how unloved she felt in the relationship.
I played the good friend and listened.
trying to lighten the mood with the occasional joke.
She cried halfway through our giant drink.
I felt uneasy, like the rest of the restaurant was staring.
we were both pretty drunk by the time we left.
her eyes were wet, red and dancing with the promise of tears.
we went back to my pad.
drank a little more.
sang along to 311, incubus, everclear, ect.
danced.
In some weird fit of IDontKnowWhatToCallIt.
my hands ran over her.
my lips fount the soft spot behind her ears.
i gently bit the nape of her neck and she sighed deeply and tangled her legs up in mine.
It felt good. like going home. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to runaway with this weird circus.
"I haven't felt chills this good in a long time" she cooed.
I want so much more.
to strip her down in a violent jolt and devour her.
. . .
but she was drunk.
but then she started feeling a bit woozy.
I spent the rest of the night holding her hair back and trying to convince her that using my bath mat as a pillow and sleeping on my bathroom floor was a bad idea.
oh well, it goes that way sometimes. doesnt it, brother :/
..........................................
Father's day was a fun weekend.
barbecue with the family.
playing video games all day with my little sister.
she's a fiend for killing zombies and i couldnt love her more!
..............................................
so, now it's a new week?
im not the same as i was last week.
theres something cold in me.
i wonder what that means . . .