Beginning (Blog format)
Note: This story is written in blog format, I was intending for it to sound as if Jared had written it in his Notes from the Outernet blog. The picture belongs to legolastariel and may not be used without her permission.
Beginning
I wanted to talk to everyone about something that might seem irrelevant to your interests (because really, who cares about my private life? All you kids want to know about is when I'm releasing something new, right?), but I really need to talk about this because it's something that has made me happy for a while.
You see, the man in the picture I attempted to post (That I finally managed to post, thank you, blackberry!) is someone I've known for almost 10 years, someone who has been a constant part of my life in many aspects. He's my soulmate, we've been through almost the same shit at almost the same time and we've coped with it in almost the same manner. He's matured faster than I have, and that's why I love being close to him, he keeps me at bay when I'm being too much of a child.
This man is sweet, warm, caring. Unlike any other person I've ever met before, and I wanna talk to you guys about how what has me so happy right now started.
It all began in a sunny desert in Morocco, a good six or seven years ago. It all began as some sort of playful affair. Just a game, and that's how it remained for a while. A sort of 'friends with benefits' situation.
Things have happened, lots of things, we drifted apart for a while, it was the saddest time of my life, probably, I had lost contact with my soulmate, my best friend. And one day, a few months ago, he suddenly appeared again, and everything was fine again, and I was happy.
Now, how did the reason for my REAL happiness begin? Oh, that's a secret! Maybe I'll tell you one day! Maybe if this lasts I'll tell everyone one day. For now, be content that I am, indeed, very happy. With none other but this person.
It's been three months of magic (yes, I said magic, deal with it), three months of adventures, three months of fun, and I hope there's more to come, I hope there's years to come, I hope he's patient enough to keep me around for as long as I want him to keep me around.
I love you, you silly, adorable, sometimes frustrating, sometimes too loveable for my taste, but always patient and sweet Irishman. I can't even remember how life was before meeting you.
Beginning
I wanted to talk to everyone about something that might seem irrelevant to your interests (because really, who cares about my private life? All you kids want to know about is when I'm releasing something new, right?), but I really need to talk about this because it's something that has made me happy for a while.
You see, the man in the picture I attempted to post (That I finally managed to post, thank you, blackberry!) is someone I've known for almost 10 years, someone who has been a constant part of my life in many aspects. He's my soulmate, we've been through almost the same shit at almost the same time and we've coped with it in almost the same manner. He's matured faster than I have, and that's why I love being close to him, he keeps me at bay when I'm being too much of a child.
This man is sweet, warm, caring. Unlike any other person I've ever met before, and I wanna talk to you guys about how what has me so happy right now started.
It all began in a sunny desert in Morocco, a good six or seven years ago. It all began as some sort of playful affair. Just a game, and that's how it remained for a while. A sort of 'friends with benefits' situation.
Things have happened, lots of things, we drifted apart for a while, it was the saddest time of my life, probably, I had lost contact with my soulmate, my best friend. And one day, a few months ago, he suddenly appeared again, and everything was fine again, and I was happy.
Now, how did the reason for my REAL happiness begin? Oh, that's a secret! Maybe I'll tell you one day! Maybe if this lasts I'll tell everyone one day. For now, be content that I am, indeed, very happy. With none other but this person.
It's been three months of magic (yes, I said magic, deal with it), three months of adventures, three months of fun, and I hope there's more to come, I hope there's years to come, I hope he's patient enough to keep me around for as long as I want him to keep me around.
I love you, you silly, adorable, sometimes frustrating, sometimes too loveable for my taste, but always patient and sweet Irishman. I can't even remember how life was before meeting you.