To Those in the Know

[suave_thomas]

Birthday tomorrow.

And Peter is the best friend in the entire world. He really is. He gave me the most perfect present.

I won't be around much for the rest of the week.

I miss Spectre :(

Oh. And Mumsie's shirt says "Good girls go to Heaven, Bad girls go down under". Nice Mums. Real nice.

Comments

[iamqueendiamond]

Well it's true!!!

[suave_thomas]

That's too much information!

[in_spectre_mors]

I miss you too, Thomas, very much. I'll see you soon though, and I'll do my very best to make up for lost time. I love you, honey. Always.

[suave_thomas]

Soon indeed, Gorgeous. And you make up for everything. I mean that. Absolutely everything. I love you too, Baby. Good luck tonight. I'll be cheering from here!

[in_spectre_mors]

Thank you, my darling. You always say the very best things to me. I'll be hearing your cheers in my heart.

[suave_thomas]

:X

[twilightrobe]

ah, your mum's a classic, man. you and your whole family rock. makes tomorrow a good day, fact it's the day you started off in the world. fuckin' auspicious, man. and good on peter for makin' you happy, i love it.

hey, if you ain't gonna be round, happy birthday for tomorrow, man.

[suave_thomas]

She likes horrifying me!! And Peter always makes me happy. Except that one time when he punched me...but I probably deserved that...

Thank you, Tamm!

[twilightrobe]

horror and happiness, obviously they're a great team!

peter punched you? aw, man. that sucks. i'm glad whatever that was about, you obviously got past it. i hate it when stuff like that happens between the best of mates like you guys.

[suave_thomas]

Oh, they are that!

Heh...yes, but see it was recently so it didn't hurt much. His muscles are still recovering. It was because I sort of...manipulated him in to needing me to go to Rome. Which meant (from HIS point of view, not mine) it was his fault I'd be suffering. So...he punched me. Buuut whatever. Today he kissed my knee!

[seminalsemiotic]

You sound like you have birthday blues *pouts and snuggles* I'm sorry, darling. Just remember how many people you have to love you on your day *smiles* I love you. And I wish you the very happiest of birthdays. You absolutely deserve it.

[suave_thomas]

I think I just have the blues blues, but they'll work themselves out. Always do. I can't help but be me eventually. Peter said that. That after trauma everything seems different until you realise that it's actually all the same. Sometimes he says things and I go "bwah?" and then it happens and I go "...ohhhhh..."

Thank you, Renee, for your wishes.

[seminalsemiotic]

Yes... I know what you mean. Going through a terrible experience seems to darken one's eyes to the whole world, until someone brightens them again. And believe me, I've had that experience with Peter, too. He makes so much sense that sometimes it's hard to grasp all at once.

You're very, very welcome, lovely Thomas.

[suave_thomas]

Yes. Especially when your vision is still clouded. But he's brilliant like that. Telling you things and then letting your figure out he's right all on your own.

I love you, Renee. Just felt the need to say that.

[hail_st_joseph]

Almost 40 there, Thomas!

We're seeing you on Wednesday, right?

[suave_thomas]

I know, what if I wrinkle?! I wonder if they have dead people face cream?

Of course! Wouldn't miss it!

[hail_st_joseph]

Well...they DO but you have to get it at mortuaries...

Good then. I'm looking forward to it.

[suave_thomas]

Yeah, probably shouldn't just bust in there and ask for some.

Oh weird...I was embalmed, wasn't I? I don't remember that.