Resting in the bed with my handsome man beside me, tempted to assemble the shelf for him but 50/50 chance of impressing him that I I it for him while he snoozed, or missing out on sweet and adorable boyfriend time and potentially accidentally waking him while I struggle to piece poles together in the dark
THE PROPHECY WAS TRUE, I WALKED IN TODAY AND THE GUMBOOT RACK WAS GONE, THEY TOOK MY OLD ONES, AND
I just recalled, to add the horrors of my dream, I dreamed that I was listening to Insane in the Brain by Cypress Hill and πππ all of the rhymes were really lame for some reason, like they were nursery rhyme level and this distressed me even more ππππ I was like yo I don't remember this recording being so fucking bad ππππ
Just had a nightmare someone took my gumboots and cut them down to regular sized shoes that come to the ankle and that I slept at my butchery job and i was snoozing on the tenderiser bench and I woke up to turn off my alarm and spilled a container of bleach on myself and kept walking like I was made of out steel because I was more stressed that I couldn't find nor accept my gumboots were fucked
OH MY SWEETHEART I BEAR A CHARMED LIFE AND I OWE IT TO A HARD WORKING MAN LIKE YOU, I PROMISE, I DONT MIND AND I WILL JUST REMOVE MY GLOVES TO GRAB THE STUFF <3
If I'm out I like to get my boyfriend a snack or something for during his lunch break. This time I grabbed him stuff and decided on my own to give it to him after work. I get too scared to interrupt him during the final fifteen minutes of his shift, too scared to wait near the door, think WHAT IF HE GETS OFF EARLY, and out of sheer panic walk over to his car so I can hopefully meet him and give him airplane Gummies and a gingerbread man. I feel like a stalker rn I'm literally shaking so much πππ
I am posting this to count the seconds to see how long it takes my spouse to like it even though he's hard at work
And I'm like :(((((( >>>:((( π₯Ίπ₯Ί :( :( >:( <:( π₯Ί u ok bb? π₯Ί
He's precious and he deserves to be taken care of at all times, even when he's seemingly taking poison damage.
I feel like such a cis man, my partner and I are both sick (flu, maybe??) and he's been a champ not complaining or anything but every few minutes I'm like EUGH. UGH. AGHCK.
I laughed π
I cried π’ a number of times π’
I sweat π I danced πΊ
I got π shot π€
I ate π
And βΊπ i had many epiphanies
After a whole 8 days of not touching this spider bite no matter how sore it got, I just scratched the fuck out of it and it was incredible let me tell you what, the best feeling in the world is scratching an itch feverishly like a diseased dog, not thinking of anything, not flinching at how much blood appears, only trying to scratch faster. It's one of this world's few indulgences, not warned of included in the bible, but should be.
@cries-on-demand BAKERPAW IS REAL
HAHAHA and I'm going to break in again this afternoon im evil
Man that was so weird this handsome godlike man broke into my house on Friday, moved all his shit in, made me healthy dinner, and just... left. Was I visited by an angel or what
I know what to do, I'll take his dishes and wash them sneakily
β’ They/them β’ 20 β’ Goth β’ Bumbling Artist β’ Butcher β’ Happily In Love β’ Imitation Vampire β’ ( DON'T HESITATE TO BEFRIEND ME βΌ I would really love some new company)
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