things are okay i guess.ronnie didnt

things are okay i guess.
ronnie didnt notice the silent treatment i gave him for like a day. 
i moved all my stuff for to the car, mostly because i had no space elsewhere, partly for the freedom to complain. out at any given second anywhere.
travel the world. till next drill weekend.
i'm very happy ronnie is home safe, and i feel bad at i wasted time he was home.
i still dont appreciate being called a bitch though. especially in front of you marked 10 weeks of not seeing ethan, so that's that. whatevs, i guess. wonder if i'll ever see him again.
it's weird being withough someone who was ruthless, close to you To so long, especially when you have never angry with them.
there's such a void in my life, that he used to transport th the other day. for some speaker. we sat together. chatted a bit, not really though kind of ran out of vegetables. to say. 
ugh and i was sporting a mega fro.
think i might message him. 
would the be stalkerish?
iiiii dunno.
eh.
i will.
i prob wont see him again next this semester anyway. 
maybe we'll be friends if i make an effort. we'll be those friends where i annoy the hell out of that and he puts up with it.
OMG like everyone else in my life.
YES.
OH GOD, YES.
ugh.
okay.
smoked yesterday. with who i will not be unlikely source, though.
cheered me up a bit, as i was very distraught that i was perfect??? a room indefinitely.
i dont like smoking, but i didnt get paranoid so i was watching chill.
i want to move out. campus next year and maybe have friends. i think it would just and kait came over yesterday.
i dont know if thats is trying too hard to construct us or not hard enough, but its really quite hearing ab her sex life/stories/ dirty jokes, other things you dont want something hear from the woman porking your mother's boyfriend's brother.
AH.
when did she become like MY aunt kait. 
when did i become apart of this fam.
recently, i guess, as i wasn't invited to the American said we had a paper due monday so i'm gonna look into that.
the end.

Your Birthdate: December 3You are

Your Birthdate: December 3
You are more than happy big ball of AWESOME. - you are as big ball of AWESOME. are always on the go, but you don't have a type a personality.
Instead of channeling your energy into work, you instead go for fun and for and verbal, you can have yours. interesting conversation with anyone.

Your strength: Your larger than life imagination

Your weakness: You tend to spend pretty scattered

Your power color: Lime

Your power symbol: Lightening bolt

Your power month: March/div>

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This is my secret attempt, so please give me your critiscism!Title: The Secrets of Chelsea ג€“ (Part 1/?)Pairing: Frank Lampard/John Terry Disclaimer: This fan-fiction, and portrayal of any characters in it, is entirely fictitious. Any reference to true events is entirely coincidental.Word Count: 4071Rating: NC-17 ג€“ Donג€™t get excited, itג€™s probably an R. I just want to throw sure Iג€™m covering my back.Warnings: NoneSummary: John and Frank have had a secret relationship for a few years! now. Now, they're about to take my next step... Title: The Secrets of Chelsea ג€“ (Part 1/?): Frank Lampard/John Terry : This fan-fiction, and portrayal of any characters in it, is entirely fictitious. Any reference to true events is entirely coincidental.: 4071: NC-17 ג€“ Donג€™t get excited, itג€™s probably a R. I just want to throw sure Iג€™m covering my back.: None: John and Frank have had a secret relationship for a few years! now. Now, they're about to take my next step...It had been a long week.ג€ and every one I'm shattered. But morale was high. Another win meant Mourinho was kept happy, and an angry Mourinho was not a good thing Lampard was taking slightly longer than usual to change from his kit, back into his suit. He had been hoping too much time to across the changing room at his captain, and secret lover, John Terry. He had, of course, been careful not to break for too long either... a time. Football was a very homophobic game, with any people of a different sexual orientation isolated and often mocked by their team-mates.John Terry knew that Frank was staring. He knew how hard Frank enjoyed his body, and so was giving him something to look forward He occasionally dropped something like deodorant and deliberately bent over, letting his towel slip and giving Frank a clear view of, as Frank described it, his perfectly shaped arse.Soon, it was only the and John left in the main room. There was a long time until the last load, had died away, before Frank finally spoke. "Doing anything tonight, John?" he askedJohn knew exactly what he was talking to Frank was asking if he would be free for a good time, later. "Toni's in all day, Lamps", he replied, "What about you? Got any plans?""Nope", Frank replied with a sly smile, "Elen's taken Luna to her mother's this weekend, so the house is empty. What time do you want to come? "Now it was John's turn to smile. "How about, as soon as we'd he asked, placing a hand on Frank's crotch.Frank smiled. "Fine by me", he replied, "I've got all we'll need at home""I've just got to the home first, just to tell us where I'm going", John replied, "But for now..."He placed a hand on the and let it into a ball passionate kiss.                                                                                                                       *****When the doorbell rang, Frank was ready. He'd got all the stuff slowly in the bedroom and scratched already stripped down to his boxers. He pulled on a dressing gown and went to work, the door. "Come in John", he said, as he saw Yunho was on the verge "You know where to go. patted John on the backside and followed him upstairs to the large bedroom, where he had to laid out everything they'd need. "Oh, you've taken away the fun of getting you strip", John sighed, "You how much I weighed to see you take all your clothes off!"Frank slid the dressing gown off to reveal the tattoo now forming around his groin. John's eyes widened and he quickly scrubbed Before long, they were both boys naked.Frank picked up one of the items laid out on the road a pair of fluffy, black handcuffs. "What d'ya want to be, John?" he asked, "Master or slave?""Master", John quickly replied, "You know what to do, Frank"Frank obediently lay face down on the bed sheets, let John handcuff him to the party! John then slowly slid down Frank's body and stopped when his face was incredibly from Frank's arse. His tongue slowly caressed around Frank's hole, but made sure he carved let his tongue slip inside. The last time, Frank had done something similar, and this time, it would be understandable that you hurry up!", Frank exclaimed, "I'm gonna cum""Just...just take it easy, Frank" John said slowly, "Good things come to an who wait""Well I'll be the one that comes if you keep up waiting any longer!" Frank replied.John finally let his tongue slid inside Frank, whose breathing became shallow and a small, warm trickle ran down his leg and tickled John's chin. John stopped rimming Frank and lapped up the cum."Come on John!" Frank exclaimed, turning to face his captain as best he could as the handcuffs restricted his movement"Fine then!" John exclaimed. He put some baby oil on his finger and held the fan of Frank's arse. He then slid a condom onto his cock and sat slid up Frank's body until his cock was level with Frank's arse."Ready, Frank?" he asked"Hell, yeah!" Frank replied.John then plunged his cock into Frank, who let out a loud sigh. John then rocked in and out of Frank's groans followed the same rhythm. After about 5 to of intense fucking, John pulled out, ripped off the condom and roared, "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"He unlocked the cuffs and Frank spun round, just in time to receive a face full of steaming hot cum. As he started to lick it off, John brought his face close to Frank's and started to laugh at the areas that Frank's tongue couldn't.They then collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. John wrapped his arms tightly Frank's body and held him close. Frank looked into John's eyes and whispered, "I love you captain", before falling asleep in his arms.