He is ver ytall and not Thomas.

Thank you, Peter. You have essentially boiled down the reason I hate myself into two words. Not Thomas.

I could never be Thomas. Which is why you never loved me.

And a big welcome back to life. Hurrah.

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Peter was doing really well yesterday. We were having a good time, even. He called me kindling, but that's fair. It was a during a joking name-calling war anyway. Not the point. I even got him to play darts and he was doing okay but then some blond angel came over last night while I was in the shower. He's been bad since then and I just woke ( Read more... )

Uhm...hello. As much as you all might not want to hear it from me, and I completely understand if you don't, you probably want to hear it anyway...yes, getting to the point. Peter's at home. He's sleeping. And I'm here with him. I say this so you can avoid accidentally running in to me. If you want to see Peter, you can ring and I can make ( Read more... )

Peter, there's a few things I wanted to say to you. And look, the post is open to friends so it's not me trying to lure you anywhere...everyone else can read it too ( Read more... )

Spectre, are you around?

Hello, Everyone. I really have no idea what to write here, I just don't want to miss out on what everyone's talking about anymore. Mostly because Peter will come visit me and he'll talk to me about things like I already know them and I have to tell him to start at the beginning. Quite maddening, really ( Read more... )