Hi, Journal!
I am so bad about journalling every day lately.
What's wrong with me?!
I know I like to do it, and it's so easy!
Plus what else do I have to do with my back all snapped?
Oh ... wait, that's right! My back is snapped.
I totally have an excuse for this!
Thanks, Journal, I feel much better now!
You're the best!
Hi, Journal!
La-lala ...
Just hanging out here in my box.
Sure would be nice if someone came and gave me some squeezy cuddles ...
Hi, Journal!
By the way, I didn't tell you but I hurt my back. Ow!
It's pretty crippling.
But ... wow, the cuddling and comforting I've been getting since then! It's been awesome! (Except the whole being stuck flat on my back all the time thing.)
And also, apparently when I can't do other things as much, I get a whole lot more compliments on how beautiful I am! (And how good I smell??? Really, the b.f. can't get enough of sniffing me. Kinda weird but in a good way!)
So I don't know how long I'll be out of whack in the back. But so far, I'm not minding it as much as I would've expected.
Kisses!
Ariel
Hi, Journal!
Wow, I just don't even know how people can do it without hugs.
Here's a big hug for you, Journal!
Your pal,
Ariel
Hi, Journal!
I know it seems like I've been neglecting you, but it's totally not my fault I promise!!!
Hi, Journal!
I'm sure you saw that comment from Elle on last entry and my response, so here it is, my poem for me and Elle
OMG
One thing
My
Girlfriend Elle abs
Olutely knows how to do is
Make me
Giggly from
Orgasms or sweet whispers or pretty
Much any attention she
Gives me!
Our happy hearts
Must have
Grown
Out of the same amazing
Miraculous
Goodness!
Of course our other
Mates are also
Great
(Obviously) but
Me and Elle are like, stuck together by the
Gravity of our
Own
Massive
Galaxy
Of e
Motional
Giving.
Oh, and
My
Girlfriend Elle's
Oceans of blue eyes and
Mountains of holy mackerel
Gazongas
Overpower
Me every
Gosh-darned
Occasion she is in
My sight!
Oh
My
Giftly
Overly
Mischiefish
Genius!
Oh
My
Girl!
OH
MY
GOD!!!
Hi, Journal!
I told the b.f. I wanted to write a poem, so here goes!
This poem is us.
It's nice, it's sweet,
I don't know if it knows where it's going
But it likes where it is.
A whole bunch!
It doesn't have a lot of rules
(like rhyming or the lines being some special length)
But the rule it does have is
Make the world more beautiful by being!
This poem will be over too soon ...
But now that it's been written,
It will also last forever!
I love this poem.
(That's the whole thing, I guess!)