| Thursday, September 9th, 2004 |
| 12:15 am |
Just Letting You All Know
Angelo's little "adventure" took place before he met me, like you can't tell right? But, I guess he hasn't changed all that much. And I'll let you in on a secret. In the not so distant future I'll tell you about my own, Angelo-less adventures.He's not the only one who has fun.... |
| Monday, October 20th, 2003 |
| 12:24 pm |
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| Saturday, August 30th, 2003 |
| 2:34 pm |
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| Saturday, February 15th, 2003 |
| 6:16 pm |
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| Friday, February 14th, 2003 |
| 10:00 pm |
Should I Wrap Myself Up With A Red Bow?
Or would that be overkill? I wonder. I also wonder if this won't backfire on me. In the time I've been with Angelo, I've learned that as much as he loves to surprise, he hates being surprised. He hates being out of control period. He vanishes when he feels like it but I know he'll freak when he realizes I'm not around. Which isn't fair, I know. But I knew all that going into this. I only hope that he doesn't react by vanishing forever. |
| 5:42 pm |
Time To Put The Plan Into Action
The tsipouro is chilling. The reservation has been made. The room is ready. Now all I have to do is search for someone suitable. Someone not just pretty but drop dead gorgeous. Of course, no one comes close to Angelo. But I know his taste and this has to be a boy he won't even consider resisting. Part one of my present? Could be. |
| Wednesday, February 12th, 2003 |
| 8:32 pm |
Operation Romance
It's very easy to surprise Angelo because he's been keeping himself scarce since yesterday. And since he hasn't been anywhere near my room, I haven't had to hide the tsipouro that Amorette managed to get for me. The ouzo she usually gets is hard enough to find. So is the metaxa. I'd never even heard of tsipouro until Dimitri told me about it when I wanted to know if there was any kind of booze Angelo had when he was a real teenager. Well, maybe I should say, Dimitri didn't tell me shit, I had to dig around in his head for it. Only that information, thank you very much, Dimitri's mind is one place I didn't want to stick around in for long, the sick fuck. Amorette hadn't heard of it either, but she's quite resourceful and came through for me. So now it's in my room, hidden underneath my bed, to be chilled at the right time. I have other things to take care of. The rare tsipouro was the hardest part, the rest should be cake. Including tricking Angelo into hunting for me. Let's see if the one of the best hunters can find me on Valentine's Day. Angelo is one of the best hunters there is. Let's see if he can find me. |
| 6:03 pm |
Valentine's Day
With all the changes that took place after the Great Enlightnment that put the Supes in charge, some of the old customs have remained. Valentine's Day is one of those customs. A day where you show someone you love them. Valentine's Day is coming up in a few days and the boy I love has informed me that he doesn't believe in such garbage. Not because it's a Breather's holiday. Not even because the idea of loving someone on a specific day and having to PROVE it is a stupid idea. Angelo won't tell me why. It confuses me why someone like Angelo, who can seduce and plan and is actually capable of being damned romantic - even if he'd never admit it - would feel so... hostile towards a day that means nothing to him. Not only is he hostile about it, he's been in one of his moods all week. Well on Valentine's Day it stops. I'm determined to give him a reason to smile. |
| Wednesday, December 18th, 2002 |
| 6:11 am |
*sighs*
Yep, I was right. Not only has Angelo vanished, it's the second night. Damnit, why does he do just enough to make me love him even more if he knows he won't stick around long enough for me to feel secure? Not that I don't feel secure in his love for me, I do and have for a long time. That's not the problem. I don't feel secure enough that his loving me won't make him hate me. Or make him back off from me. I wish at the time he was at his most loving...well for him anyway...if I could just get sex off of my mind just long enough to tell him that he doesn't have to bare himself completely either emotionally or sexualy. He doesn't have to give me what he won't feel secure himself about. All I need is what he can give. I'd rather have part of him if that means I have that part of him the next night than have all of him only for him to vanish. It hurts so much more that I've had his soul because right now I have NOTHING. Damn him! |
| Sunday, December 15th, 2002 |
| 12:18 am |
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| Wednesday, December 11th, 2002 |
| 6:18 am |
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| Saturday, December 7th, 2002 |
| 11:39 pm |
He Had To Go First...
Yep that's Angelo in a nutshell. He always has to lead. Always has to have control. Always. It drives me up the fucking wall. But the few times when he is passive or even submissive, it's like a sulk. Or the caged cat about to sink his claws into you when he has the chance. You all must be so mixed up about me, I jump all over the timeline. I changed a lot o between when I share my soul in "Black Widower" and all those other stories. Angelo forced me to get harder or I'd never survive in a relationship with him. I also had to get harder because I knew I'd have to defend myself constantly. One day, I'll share with you all what Angelo doesn't know: how the affair between his asshole cousin and me started. In graphic detail if you like. Seeing how naive I was when I first started my story, is painful. I was weaker then. Not quite a victim but not what I had to become and what I am now. At that time, I thought being good was always the right thing. I still think it is the right thing, only being good to nasty people is a waste. I've got to admit, it is more fun to play with them. And, yeah, fun to kill them too. |
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