LIFE:(un)fabulous

I just fed the cat with my fork

I’m going to die alone in a box, in an alley. And my only friend will be an angry 3 legged, 1 eye, 1 ear, no tail schizophrenic cat named Tin Can.

Don’t ask how he got the name…

Hmm.

I wish I had never said that to him. That, to me, is more than any ‘I love you’ that I could ever mutter. ‘I love you’ is so lost on me. But when I can give you something like that… When I can write the 2,000 words that a picture of you never meant to elicit… Or when I can describe your smell without saying a word…

That’s how I say, “I love you.”

21st May 2013

To a suitor

I wrote this to a guy whom I’ve been seeing. It is in reference to my favorite picture of him:

It shows that you are willing to use what some would see as a shortcoming to your advantage to make people enjoy being around you. And I think that when I see that picture, I see it as you staring back at your entire family as if to say, “look what I’ve become-and I didn’t need your hair.”

It shows your ironic nature. And it shows resilience. But the way you hold it shows that there’s a small part of you that still cares about some part of everything else.

Most people would just grab it with their fingers wrapped around the neck tight. Your fingers aren’t just grabbing, they’re holding. Your bottom two fingers are rigid, strong. But the rest of your hand is soft.

You put your hand around my neck like that-I remember.

(Context: The guy that I’m seeing is prematurely bald. Like, shiny. And he is holding a stylized wig form in a wig shop and looking at it as if to say, “my hair wasn’t here first.” He is a very sweet, warm, inviting guy and this picture reminds me of why I even went on a date with him in the first place.)

21st May 2013

Love

Tumblr, I love you. You are so good to me. Thank you.

19th May 2013

LOTR and Cookies

Who’s up for some Middle Earth and some cookies and milk?

19th May 2013

I’ve been looking for this FOR DAYS!!!

18th May 2013

I want cats and dogs

I want a Russian Blue, an Egyptian Mau, a Siamese, and of course, a Sphynx.

I’d also like to have several dogs including a Bichon Frise, an Italian Greyhound, a Wheaten Terrier, and another Labrador.

Basically, I want $6000-$7500 worth of friends. See, all of these would be purebred and all of the cats and two of the dogs are rare breeds. Labs are the most common and Wheaten Terriers are popular as well. I just want a full life with some of the most beautiful dogs and cats. :(

17th May 2013

Greyson Charles

17th May 2013

Flrting v. Fcking

A few nights ago, I had a twitter conversation with myself. It went something like this:

As I’m laying myself down to bed tonight, I come to the realization that I cannot tell when someone is flirting with me. What spawned this realization was the reflection of the reaction of other gay males on dating sites after I had changed my profile picture.

It is a running joke that I am the queen of hook up sites, but I would like it to be known that I am genuinely looking for a relationship. However, when I updated my image, I instantly received a flood of attention from both local and national groups of men. If I had to add up the numbers, I’ve been noticed by over 200 men in less than a week. Most of which have spoken with me. But this begs the question, do dating sites desensitize the genuineness and the realization of the art of truthful flirting?

When you’re faced with speaking with various men day after day, how do you separate those who are flirting from those that want to hook up? Especially when each conversation starts with, “read your profile and you’re really cute. How are ya?”. If 200 conversations begin the same and 80% go the way of hook up or bust, is it not safe to say that one should expect this at all times? And if so, even if one entertains the conversation, how is one to know what’s conversation, what’s flirting, and what’s a one night stand? Has the art of flirting been lost by way of the dating site? Is it caused by those of us that fill out a full profile, leaving little to chance? Or is the art of flirting lost by those who are direct?

At any rate, I would like for it to be said that I do not know how to read flirting. I take a compliment as such, say thank you, then move on. Let it also be known that with dating sites comes the loss of reading body language. So for those using their “come hither” looks and a subtle lean towards me, I’m likely to ask if you want to try a bite of my dinner.

17th May 2013 | 3 notes

Words from a guy

I’m talking to this really awesome guy and I’m telling him how going out is fun but I DEFINITELY would rather stay at home with my boyfriend laying on top of me as I’m scrolling through tumblr as he watches netflix. He responds:

“but If I absolutely have to go, for like a bday or somethin, i dnt like ugly places full of disgusting whores.”

To which I respond:

It’s like we were made for each other.

Then he adds:

but id add to ur idea, buying all the ingredients and make a lot of cookies, pizza and other food. and then watch netflix

I’m literally going to Mexico to get gay married to this guy TOMORROW! Like, he gets me. And he’s a top. AND thinks leather and dom/sub is hot. So if you never hear from me again, me and tumblr in guy form aloped.