Our First Kiss - True Paragraph

"Close your eyes" I say to him, he looks wary but he still does it. I lean forward and place my lips on his. He's not expecting it so he jumps. "What was that?" he wants to know.
"Your first kiss" I reply, with a smile. I realise pretty quickly that I want another, but instead of suprising him again, I ask. This time he goes for it a little more readily than I, a cheeky bit of tongue and everything. "What was that?" I ask, slightly shocked by his technique.
"A French kiss" he grins.

Drama!

Hey viewers,
Sorry I've not been as active as I should. I've been rehearsing for my final exam in drama. I'm excited, but seriously it's nerve wracking! We've got 7 hours of rehearsal today then we're performing to a live audiance. My lovely boyfriend will be there so I guess my performance is for him, a dedication or something.
Wish me luck X

Shitty Mascara - Short American Style Fiction (Lot's of research on the Americanisms)

I wipe at my stupid eyes with the back of my hand, and it startles me for a second that my tears are gray. I dunno why it surprised me; I mean, I buy the s***ty mascara that’s $1.99 in the 20 Items or Less checkout lane. Why spend oodles of green on something I hardly ever use?

I just wanted to look nice, you know? Like those girls who’re just naturally fake pretty. The girls who can blend shades of eyeshadow like no one’s business, and match their lipstick to the exact color of their toenail polish or whatever. Seemingly effortless, yet impeccably coordinated.

This is good stuff, I should write for a living – solely on the subject of beauty queens with superiority complexes, of course.

I just want … God, what do I want? I want to feel the sun on my face and paint the clouds and hear the music in the trees and love myself and love someone else and just feel perpetually beautiful.

But that requires the $14.99 waterproof, fire-retardant, Grade-5-hurricane-resistant mascara, not the tube that’s two bucks in Lane 4.

My shoes are dirty and outdated, but that’s how I like them. I like these shoes. They’re comfortable. Why do I need new, expensive, fashionably appealing shoes in order for someone to say, “Hey dogg, you look nice today”?

And why is it that whenever I get deathly bored and slather cheap, pore-clogging makeup all over my face everyone suddenly says, “Wow, you look pretty!”? Since when is “pretty” about whale blubber and cocoa butter?

I’ll tell you one thing, though. I most definitely am not crying about some stupid XY.

Definitely not.

I’m crying for all the whales that have to give up their fatty insulation so that some fugly anorexic super bitch can paint herself pretty every freaking day, giving him something halfway decent to oggle all the time.

Seriously, I’m not leaking saltwater over a guy.

I just think it’s cruel and unfair that the fat-endowed marine life population doesn’t even get the slightest warning that they’ll soon be on a cosmetics endcap at K-Mart.

He could have at least broken it to me gently, you know? We’ve been friends since the George Bush/Al Gore debacle.

I mean come the Bette Midler on.

I spill my blood, guts, and viscera out to this guy and he throws down the “Let’s just be friends” card without a second thought?

It’s just … it’s common courtesy to ease someone into heartbreak, not smash it over their head like a whiffleball bat.

You know what? I’m going to take my $1.99 checkout Lane 4 mascara and chuck it right at her big, stupid square head.

Status Update

You guys are great.

Today I saw my best friend for the first time in 4 years! Missed you Brad :)
and thank you Tommy for being so cool about it.
I really hope I can get them to meet, but you know boys. Too cool for the Earth -rolls eyes-

Avenged 'Prayer'

I changed a word to make it personal to me

Dear God the only thing I ask of you, is to hold him when I'm not around, when I'm much too far away. ♥

Have a look at http://coffin-kiss.blogspot.co.uk/
Also known as Tommy's blog. Ever expanding, and such a dedicated artist.

The second cutest thing today...

...was these stats! Thank you so much. It's amazing what the internet can do for you.

The first thing? Oh, well...that would be my boyfriend. I know I post about him a lot but honestly, he means the world to me. What's this cute thing he did? I'll tell you.
He's just sent me a message saying 'Look under your sharpener'
Not a normal message, I know. I have a really big, round pencil sharpener and underneath it there's a pile of sticky notes for general nots.
He wrote
"I Love You"
then put my sharpener on top of it without me noticing <3
It might not sound like a lot to you, but it made me smile a LOT.
Thanks baby x

Apologies...

...for the lack of posting. I've been camping.
We're back now, after sleeping in a field and sitting round the campfire. Not the most comfortable but at least we had a laugh.
Picking horses for the Grand National; Tommy's picked Weird Al. Suprise, suprise. :')

Cranky.

Dear viewers, I''m sorry I havn't been on top form today.
I've received some irritating news so I've decided it's best not for me to do any posting tonight.

On the other hand, I've had a lovely day with Tommy at his house with lots of cuddles.

Sorry to dissapoint, it won't happen again. I'll be back tomorrow with more posts.
Goodnight X

I love you because...

I love you because...well. Why? Why do I love you?
I think it's because I love so many things about you and because you mean everything to me.
My heart, it's not shaped like this <3 it's shaped like you.
I love the way you smile when your favourite song comes on the radio.
I love the way you rush to get your guitar when you hear somehting you can play.
I love the way you're commited to your projects.
I love the way you talk in your sleep.
I love the way you whisper "I love you" in my ear.
I love the way you squeeze my hand when we hear something cute that reminds you of us.
I love the way you make time for me.
I love the way you treat me like a princess.
I love the way you wake up in the afternoon whenever you can get away with it.
I love the way you announce every trip to the toilet.
I love the way you sit with your rabbit and talk to him.
I love the way you stroke my hair.
I love the way you say my name.
I love the way you talk about our future.
I love the way you laugh.
I love the way you have an answer for everything.
I love the way you bite your thumbs.
I love the way you say "Rocky".
I love the way you're proud to be different.
I love the way you'll only wear certain socks.
I love the way you kiss me on the neck.
I love the way you always wear black, no matter what the weather.
I love the way you try to get on with my brother.
I love the way you're polite to my family.
I love the way you let me pick your nose for you.
I love the way you laugh at my jokes then say women aren't funny.
I love the way you bought that grammar book to spite me.
I love the way you check spellings with me.
I love the way you trust me with your phone.
I love the way you post songs on my Facebook.
I love the way you always say goodnight, no matter what.
I love the way you make me feel.
I love the way you always pester me until you find out what's wrong.
I love the way you hold me when I cry.
I love the way you say "Drink?" in an inquiring tone.
I Love You, Tommy Walsh.

 

I Love You Tommy 

From one blogger to another

Have a look at this? He's amazing. You have no idea how much effort he puts into his work and ideas.
Tommy's Blog

Much appreciated <3

Bunnies for Breakfast

Not real ones! Chocolate ones. I've been banned from going downstairs till later on so I'm having one of my easter bunnies for breakfast.

I'd like to let you all know that my relationship has reached it's 8th month so you can expect a multitude of happiness from me.
:D

Tommy's an amazing artist and for Christmas he painted my portrait! I actually thought it was a mirror when I opened it at 5am. Thanks baby <3
Have a look at Tommy's other work on his blog > Click Here <

Rap that, bitch.

Why does he take up all of the bed?

Tommy

You don't need the space

It's such a waste

 Move over man

You're in my face

Stop pushing me

Sleepy baby

You hog the quilt

You should feel guilt

I'll just push you

                                                                    'Till I get through
                                                                     I'm comfy now
                                                                     No raised eyebrow
                                                                   

Dear Tommy...

I'm in love with you, everything about you. Even the things that you don't notice about yourself. You're perfect for me, you're far more than I deserve. You're my soul mate, my other half. You're my best friend and my lover neatly wrapped into one gorgeous parcel. I'd lose everything if I lost you. I want to be the one to tell you that I love you everyday, and when we're older I want to be the one to have your name, to fall asleep with you everynight. I never have to worry about how I look when we're together although I do try to look pretty for you. I love falling asleep when we're having a cuddle, I love waking up and seeing your face. You said you loved me in your slept and I smiled all morning. My feelings for you are eternal and they'll never fade away. I love you with everything I have and you are my entire worldI'm so lucky to have found you and I'm sorry for all the bad things. I want to be your future, I want you to be mine. I can make you a promise that I will always keep and it's that my love for you is undying. Whenever you need me, I'll be there for you. Whatever choices you make in life, I will support you. I understand you. You make me laugh, smile, cry, think, dream..and everything else that a person needs. When I'm sad, you make me happy. When I'm happy it's because I have YOU. You're my life, my only priority. You are all I'll ever want. I want to hold hands for no reason, cuddle with you, kiss you, hold you, make you laugh and smile. I Love You x x x

Our Love Will Be Forever, And If We Die We Die Together.

The Power Behind The Throne. (BlogPost)

What keeps you sane? I know my answer :)
I won't tell you straight away. I'll show you;

Him. Being with him. It makes me happy, infact, I doubt there is anyone happier than me when I'm with him. This is Tommy. I love him. Penguins spend their whole lives searching for their soul mate, and when they find them...they stay together forever. He's my penguin. <3

Blog Post! Social Networking...

Facebook

365 people who aren't my friends.

Twitter

People who follow me that I've never met.
Lets be social.

I've been thinking about the above information today. Why does it matter how many friends, followers or subscribers you have? It's the internet. It's not the real you. The real you is the person behind the screen. Get out there. Doesn't mean much coming from someone who updates a blog, I know. I have Facebook, Twitter, MSN, Tumblr etc open all the time. On my laptop or my mobile. The internet plays a big part in my life. I met my boyfriend over webcam with a friend. Although, sometimes I like to close everything down and spend some time with the important people in my life. My mum, my boyfriend, my brothers, my step-dad, my friends. It makes a difference. I'm not trying to change the world, I'm just trying to experience it from all angles. :)

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow never comes.

I miss my family on days like Today.
It's just been Easter Sunday. 
Now it's bank holiday Monday.
Tomorrow, I'll see my man. I love it when it's Tuesday.
We've been together 8 months this Wednesday.
I guess I'm not too keen on Thursday.
But everyone loves a Friday.
And the Weekend, Saturday.
A whole week has past, and again, it's Sunday.
I miss my family...on days like Today.