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... finally finished rain!
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Yeah just checked and it did. Says today ia estimated arrival but doubt it cause last scan was this am....in KY. Lol
.... my copying and pasting a message about stephen's apple watch, irene got it for him as a gift and to avoid tax shite. woot woot!
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Finally her session was over and Cammy could retreat back to her apartment which she shared with her brother. Morgan was at work and she had not bothered to ask him when he was gonna be home so she was unsure on when to expect him home. She made a quick stop at the store and jut walking through the aisles to grab some junk food made her irritable. She needed to get out of there as soon as possible so she could feel secure in her own home with her junk food and joint. Cammy just wanted to be so high she didn't care about how many calories she was about to scarf down. That was something else Cammy hated about her own self - how she was always counting calories and worried about how fat she was becoming. She was doing so well, until she suddenly no longer was okay. Having bipolar depression was one bad thing against her, and her anorexia was second to that. Cammy was so fucked up and she often asked out loud what she did to be stricken with such terrible things. She just wanted to be normal. But what was normal? She surely did not know, but anything but her life was normal. Ever since she got out of the hospital for malnutrition she felt weird, like she did not know what to do with herself. She went from not eating anything but almonds and water, to stuffing her mouth with chips and candy. There was no one or the other. Either she did not eat, or she ate everything. And yet neither of those options made her feel alive, or human. She felt like a robot, going through the motions to try and fit in with humans. She really wanted to be better right now, but that was always such a short and twisted road. Cammy was exhausted and it showed. Finally getting home, Cammy changed and set up her display of food before starting up the tv and settling on whatever happened to be on at the moment, which was mostly shopping channels and indie flicks. Soon she was gonna be too high to know what was going on so she turned to a home design show and lit up a joint. The sweet smell of marijuana filled her body and she finally felt like she could relax. Cammy was not having a good day, but this joint was gonna change it all. At least for today, and then she would have to start all over again tomorrow. --- a post?!
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"Oh come on, you're literally a Disney prince! Isn't that secretly every young gay boy's dream? My favorites were always Aladdin and Prince Eric. Something about that dark hair and those deep brown eyes..." He sighed dreamily, aware that he was describing two-dimensional animated characters that didn't really have any depth to their eyes at all, but a boy could still imagine. "You're hot. Deal with it, own it, use it. And if you want someone to help him see what he's missing if he doesn't go for you, I volunteer," he raised his hand for emphasis, a big grin on his face. True he was crushing on Alexandra, but he hadn't lied about crushing on Leo too, just a little bit less. Even so, if he got the chance to make out with Leo he'd totally take it, even if it was just to get some other guy to open his eyes and see that Leo was someone worth betting on.
Leo still looked uncomfortable, rubbing the back of his neck like that, and Jeremy would've taken it upon himself to spend some time drilling it into his head that he shouldn't put himself down and convince him of how great he really was and how lucky this guy Lowell should be that Leo was interested in him. But then Leo suddenly changed the subject and brought up Stephen, and suddenly it was like Jeremy just deflated, his smile melting away. "You know about Stephen...?" He swallowed. "Who told you? Does Alexandra know? I haven't told her. If she knows and she heard it from someone else she's gonna be so pissed at me." This time it was Jeremy's turn to look uncertain, his turn to rub the back of his neck. He wasn't prepared to talk about Stephen or the possibilities of what might happen to him, but most of all he hadn't wanted to tell Alexandra because he didn't want to make her sad. She'd lost siblings to cancer, and talking about the possibility that Stephen might... that he was sick, would force her to be there for Jeremy because they were best friends and that's what best friends did, but he didn't want to put her through reliving those memories. -- Posting for Tom and being paranoid about losing posts when I type them in the browser so I always copy them first. |
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https://www.chicagotribune.com/subur...erm-story.html
... a violent incident in a suburb nearby sigh
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