She Works.

She has a job. That makes me bored, when she leaves and I have nothing to do. But it's okay. I don't really mind. Today, I'm going to clean the kitchen for her, and work on my short story for PandA Club. I don't think Sweetness remember's that it's her turn to bring the food. But I'll remind her. I forgot how much fun blogging is. I should try to do it more often.. I say that in like, every other post, huh? Oh well. Sucky my balls, yo. lol ;)

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

P.S: What should I eat?

Once Upon A Story

My woman, she's a complicated one. And in my simplistic complication, I often accidentally overlook some of her needs. I apologize, Sweetness. I know I don't do right by you. But I'm trying. Our views are just very different on some things. My brain is wired to be 'anti-stress', so when we try to talk about things that are labeled stressful in my mind, it kind of malfunctions and my thoughts explode, and on top of all that, I think slow. So It takes me a while to get my exploded thoughts back into any semblance of order. I'm not trying to fountain an excuse into you're ear, I'm just trying to explain.

I love you too, Sweetness.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret