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Blog #87

Together At Last...

 

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I'm awake at half 8.

I can't be arsed dealing with my radio alarm, so I'd set an alarm on my phone and got woken up by my ringtone instead.

 

Dad took me to college.

I didn't take my backpack - just my keys, my iPod, my phone, my memory stick and some money.

I feel so naked and vunlerable without my backpack. My back feels so FREEEEEEEE.

 

I sat about in the LRC waiting for Mary for fucking ages.

I got bored of sitting around staring at the river - so I went to the magazine shelf and read an issue of RHYTHM. Which in effect, is a drums/drummer/drumming magazine.

I was drawn to it by the mention of Joey Jordison on the front cover.

 

Mary appeared at 10.

In effect, we'd arranged for 10, but I'd thought it was 9, so I'd been sat around for fuck all.

Mary felt guilty about it though. Mwah ha.

 

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We booked some computers upstairs on the 2nd floor - the ones behind the bookshelves.

We hardly needed privacy - there was only about three people in the whole LRC.

 

I could have ran rampant and knocked over bookshelves with a baseball bat and got away with it.

(Given the chance, I would SO do that.)

 

Upon my admittance of continuing to maintain the standard of doing FUCK ALL - I had to change my pissing idea YET again.

So now I'm doing writing to inform - with NO element of entertain.

 

ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!

FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

 

What part of: "I CAN'T DO INFORM/PERSUADE/INSTRUCT" don't you get Mare-Mare?!!!

 

So, I said to her: "Why don't I write a leaflet about MY CONDITION?"

She thought I meant depression - I could tell by her face.

I said: "NOOO... NOT DEPRESSION... ASTHMA."

Her face then PROPER changed, lmao.

 

She said she was going to post me some leaflets.

I hoped she'd just put them through the letterbox, rather than knocking on the door.

 

(When I accquired them later - it wasn't just SOME leaflets. It was about FIFTEEN leaflets in a brown envelope. PROPER heavy.)

 

Even so, if I ever get this shitty leaflet done - it'll be shite.

 

I can't write reviews. I can't write leaflets. I can't write newspaper articles. I can't write instruction manuals. I can't write editorials. I can't write persuasive letters.

 

In effect I can't write ANYTHING currently - but all I CAN write (and by "CAN", I mean write it WELL) - are pieces to entertain.

 

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I walked back into town as soon as Mary was finished ragging my ear off.

I went to Home Bargains - Shelly was coming round when I came home, so I got us some bottles of Pepsi,  some packets of cheese & onion crisps, a Crunchie for her and a Snickers for me.

 

Then I returned to the BUS STATION.

Oh, the bus station. How I have missed it.

 

Lmao, in effect, I have.

There's only so many weeks in a row you can sit in a clear plastic box on a hard metal bench staring at emos in the park opposite, shitty adverts on your left and weird old people on your right.

And there's only so many weeks in a row you can sit and wait for FORTY minutes if you miss a bus.

 

Ah, the ol' 64. Or the 64A.

The bus drivers may be cunts and the busses are in shitty condition - but at least they come every 10 minutes.

 

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I got home and Shelly came shortly after.

Mam and I had arranged earlier that I was going for a haircut - so I dragged Shelly along with us.

 

I supposably had LAYERS put in.

I had layers in previously, but they've grown out.

I can't see any layers mate. Either because my hair is too heavy or because it's generally shitty - but if there's layers, I can't see them.

 

Oh, and I had my fringe straightened - AT LAST.

Now all I need are my roots sorting out. Then I'll be sexy.

Well, maybe not that far.

 

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When we returned - despite my mam wandering around downstairs - we turned randy as per usual.

We cuddled and kissed for a long time - then Shelly put her hands down my trousers.

They didn't stay on me for very long.

 

She sat on the edge of my bed and I knelt between her legs. She put her hands on my head and squeezed me tightly between her thighs so I couldn't escape.

I like being dominated - and she likes to dominate - so that works out rather nicely.

 

I also like the word domination. Dominate, Domination, Dominated, Dominating, Dominator - DOMINOES.

They're all good words. :D

 

But rofl - as this were - we were almost caught in this position.

When mam came in - the obvious signs were that the lights were off, because we'd been that interested in each other, we hadn't turned them on yet. Shelly was sat sheepishly on the end of my bed, her jeans ragged up to her waist proper quickly and her clothes rumpled.

Oh, and the most obvious? I was sat on the floor. Though, I'd tried to look like I was doing something - I was knelt at my PC - dragging random files around on my desktop. :D

 

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Mam went out to ASDA shortly after this - so we took advantage of the time alone together.

Shelly took off all my clothes and tied me to my bed by my wrists.

 

I was face-down in my pillows - so she gave me some rough anal play. I was almost screaming at parts. To the point where it sounded like I was actually in pain as I was enjoying it so much.

 

Afterwards, we were cuddling together, half-clothed - I was crying in happiness (Don't ask, it's something I've only recently started doing. Shelly calls it 'spontaneous happy crying') - and I finally got the courage to ask Shelly if we could become a couple.

 

I'd casually said to her on the phone last night "If I asked to go out with you, would you say yes?"

I knew she'd say yes - but I still had a large part inside me telling me she'd decline me.

 

I asked her three times - and on the third time, I was bawling into her shoulder.

She held me tightly in her arms, comforting me. She gets really confused when I cry in happiness. She looks upset, but happy at the same time.

 

So, now we're officially an item.

 

(I'm not thinking ahead to the future - but if we break up, I'd still like to be friends with her. She's always been a good friend to me, from the time I met her until now. I know, I know - we've only just gotten together, we shouldn't think about things like that. I'm going to enjoy the time we have together.)

 

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Mam came back from ASDA with Easter eggs and cans of deoderant, for some reason.

I think the deoderant was on offer. Impulse tempataion, it is.

 

She gave Shelly a Kit-Kat Chunky Easter egg and one of the cans of Impulse.

She looked proper confused - looking from one hand to the other - LMFAO.

 

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Before Shelly left - we did something I've always wanted to do with someone I really loved.

Take photos of us intimate together.

 

By that, I mean kissing.

 

 

 

I think they're pretty good photos.

Quite emotional, to say the least. :D

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Blog #82

LIZZIE HIGGINS & Lung Sucking! 

 

 

An end to Friday boredom - I was so sick of sitting around for the hour on Friday mornings - I wandered into town.

I asked nana if I could have some extra money yesterday, because Ash and I had planned to go to Burger King. I only wanted about £3, but she gave me a £20 note.

 

So with this, I went to CEX.

When I bought Bully, I'd been looking for Resident Evil 4 on the Gamecube.

They didn't have it that day, but today they did. I bought it and wandered back to college.

 

Ash found me sat on the floor outside the Mac room - reading the Resi 4 manual.

Then I discovered that there was something missing - the 2nd disc.

I thought there was only the one, as it didn't have the double disc symbol, nor did the disc in the box have a number written on it.

But there was an empty disc space in the box and a big fuck off page in the manual about changing discs.

 

I texted Ian, asking him if he knew how many discs were in it.

He answered, saying he thought it was two.

 

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Danny and Michelle were sat beside us.

Michelle was off on a rant about some lass who'd added her on Facebook who she didn't know and how she's got in an argument with someone over who she was.

 

It was fucking piss - she talks PROPER fast, really really loud, and she doesn't stop to take a breath.

This lass was called LIZZIE HIGGINS - and she must've said her name about 30 times in 2 minutes.

 

It was always considerably louder than everything else she said as well.

 

"I don't know who LIZZIE HIGGINS is, why are you asking me about LIZZIE HIGGINS - all I asked you who LIZZIE HIGGINS is, but I'm all here and I don't know who LIZZIE HIGGINS is." - etc etc.

 

And then she went about 30 seconds without saying it, then continued off on the same - Ash and I were pissing ourselves.

I got to the point where I started to choke on my laugh. :)

 

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In Photography, we were working on our final images - the last lesson we have on them.

All I really needed to do was to straighten up the edges of the photos on the collage - and it was done.

 

Ash, Shelly and I put our work on the Photography drive and spent the rest of the lesson doing fuck all. :)

 

I'll post it on my blog somewhere when I can be arsed taking it off my memory stick. :)

 

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After the proper pointless waste of an hour in the Mac room - the three of us went into town.

 

I took HALF OF RESI 4 back to CEX.

I was stood at the fucking counter for about 10 minutes while the dozy gadges blundered about looking for the second disc.

They couldn't find it - so they gave me a membership card and my £12 refund.

 

This was helpful - I'd recently remembered it's Ian's birthday next Friday.

I went to Card Factory, bought a card for him and a coaster that says: 'World's Best Brother' on it. :)

 

I also went to Forbidden Planet - got him a Star Wars clone trooper action figure and a WWE superstars poster. This came in handy for bashing Ash on the head every few minutes. :)

 

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It was quite amusing - when I was in Card Factory, I told Ash and Shelly to go wait outside - the aisles are tiny, and Ash was 'causing immense havoc', as I politley put it. :)

I came back out with the card and the coaster and Shelly had a half-finished pasty.

 

I go: "Eee fucking hell - I'm gone for 5 minutes, come back and you're NOMMING AGAIN."

- Ironic, because I eat like 3 times as much as she does. :)

 

Ash and I went to Burger King while Shelly pottered off to Home Bargains. I gave her a quid and told me to get me some 'nighttime munchies'. I often want crisps and marshmallows at around 11PM. :)

 

Ash got a double Whopper and I got an XL bacon double.

We sat on the green benches outside - and I made my usual comment that the burger was bigger than Ash. :)

It's so funny watching her proper scoff something huge - she looks proper overpowered by her food. Lmfao.

 

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Back at college - we were sat on the wavy benches.

I'd kept my straw from BK, because I wanted to try out something Adam told me about with Ash.

 

One person puts the straw in their mouth and opens their lungs, clears them of all air, and the other person sucks the remaining air out of them. - Then they're supposed to make proper weird grunting sounds.

Ash and I could barely do it because Ash kept pissing herself.

 

Then she wouldn't attempt it again because we were proper sat infront of the entrance and it looks WEIRD.

So I dragged her to one of the little lifts and we stood underneath the staircase and tried again.

I got a proper mouthful of her spit. Lmfao.

 

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I was "working" in the LRC again for English.

In effect, I updated an old blog - then I spent like an hour on the Rammstein fansite - Herzelied - reading all the lyrics and translations.

 

It put me in a proper Rammstein mood - I must've listened to three and a half albums today.

 

I can only work on Media Studies and Photography sketchbook in the LRC.

Attempting to do English work is a dead loss - I just can't do it.

 

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I came out afterwards - did nothing but cuddle Ash and Shelly in my 15 minute break.

 

I don't think I'll get to see Ash in the Easter holidays - what with Denham being away in Newcastle for his operation. I may be able to go and see her at one point during the second week, I'll just have to hear it from her first.

 

I proper squeezed her ribs before she left - and kissed her on the cheek.

I shall miss teh Ash. Two weeks without teh awesome Ashness is intolerable.

 

Shelly was coming back to my nana's with me again, so she waited downstairs on the tables with some random lass while I went upstairs to hand in my Media Studies coursework.

 

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I spent about 10 minutes checking it all over - and as soon as Sarah came back from sodding off somewhere, I transferred it all onto her memory stick.

 

Ah, no more Media Studies coursework. It are done and dealt with.

 

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Shelly and I sat in the bus shelter cuddling and holding hands. It felt quite nice. I didn't care that people could see us who were sat in the park opposite or walking by.

 

I don't know - sometimes it depends.

There are times where if she leans in to kiss me, I'll be really embarrassed and feel proper self-concious about it.

Then there are times where I'd proper grab her and 'nom' on her face. :)

 

Oh bloody Ashleigh, I can't think of making out without thinking of 'LOL NOM KISS'.

 

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Nana made us fish fingers and spaghetti when we came in.

We drank shitloads of Iron Brew and I leant on Shelly's stomach while I played a few hours of Bully.

 

It's an even balance - spending time with someone I love, playing a game I love.

And I don't ignore her - I carry on talking to her, sometimes pausing it to turn around and give her a kiss.

 

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Nana and grandad went out to the Labour Club at around 8.

 

It was quite funny - as soon as I'd put the bolt on the door, I proper dived on Shelly and started taking her clothes off. :)

 

She was pretty overwhelmed - but I could see it turned her on. :)

 

I've discovered something else that I really enjoy - having my neck and my ears licked roughly. I feel so dominated - but it's nice. :D

 

Oh, and Shelly decided she'd give me something new that I've wanted for a while - anilingus. :)

(Jesus Christ that's a bitch of a word to spell. Why replace the A with an I?)

 

When she was giving me anal and fingering me at the same time - it was that pleasurable, I didn't even know I'd climaxed several times - I didn't feel it.

And then I got to a point where if she'd have continued, I'd have vomited. I asked her to stop, and I laid there for a while, attempting to compose.

 

I do believe that was a result of odd breathing patterns - I got proper light headed, then all I could taste was stomach acid and Iron Brew in my throat.

It's a good thing I'm so good at swallowing vomit.

 

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We went to bed quite early on.

I just wanted to cuddle up to her all night. :)

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Dixie currently feels:

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Blog #76

Sleepover With Shelly 

 

It was decided earlier in the week that Ashleigh was going to pick Shelly up on the way to my nana's.

In effect - Ashleigh couldn't come, which originally meant that Shelly couldn't either. Thanks to her ability to persuade however, Shelly did end up coming.

I'd even asked my nana if she could spend the night - and she agreed. :)

 

I woke up and showered, tidied up my room and ate some Super Noodles.

They weren't very nice though. I've discovered that I'm not so partial to the chicken chow mein flavour. :(

 

ROFL. Before Shelly arrived - nana came in my room when I was updating my blog.

She sits on the bed and says to me: "No HANKY-PANKY. 'Coz grandad doesn't know!"

I proper cringed, but at the same time I pissed myself laughing. How the frig does my nana even know?! :)

 

Hanky-panky. Lmfao. Seriously. Old people and their funny terms.

 

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Shelly came and we laid on the bed together for a while.

We cuddled for a while and made out a little.

 

I returned to my Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles addiction.

Shelly didn't mind - she was still laid beside me cuddling me.

I completed two more dungeons. Two I'd already done - as you progress, the myrrh trees replenish themselves - which is pretty mint. There's new items and artifacts too. :)

 

Nana bought us some Pom-Bears and Reisen and we drank shitloads of apple juice as we completed Streets Of Rage for the 2nd time.

This time, we DID get the good ending.

I ALMOST managed to do it without losing a continue too - but the final boss made me lose my last life and I had to continue. The fucker. I was so close too. :(

 

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Of course, Shelly can't keep her hands off me for very long. :P

Saying that, I can't resist her all of the time either.

 

She soon had her hands down my trousers and her head on my chest. I returned the favour to her - though we didn't get TOO involved, as it was dangerous, what with nana lurking about, and with these paper-thin bungalow walls.

 

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After checking my Backloggery - I finished off Crash Bandicoot 2.

I only had one clear gem to get - the stupid box gem in Piston It Away.

I proper didn't think I would do it - but I managed it on my 2nd attempt at the level.

 

The technique is to jump on the forbidden skull platform, then purposely die.

If you run past it then die, it'll disappear.

 

So, that was another 100% for me.

 

I then wanted to complete Crash Team Racing - knowing I was at around 50%.

I played an arcade game with Shelly - and she didn't like it very much, so she laid beside me as I played through adventure mode.

She pissed herself every time I crashed into shitty walls on the hub levels.

 

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I got to around 80%, knowing I only had the shitty purple CTR tokens and some random relics left.

Nana made us some cheeseburgers and micro chips - which were rather delictable.

 

Shelly begged me to play World Tour with her.

I proper wasn't in the mood to play Guitar Hero - but we played a 6 song gig - Expert lead and Hard bass.

 

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When it got to around 11 - we decided we'd go to bed.

Of course, we didn't sleep. :)

 

Both of us having pyjamas with button-up shirts help enormously if one is partial to a bit of tit. :)

 

I swear to God, she proper exhausted me so badly last week, I haven't been able to cum much at all during the week when I masturbated.

She couldn't even get me to cum until she gave me anal. :)

Lmao, I can't stop myself from coming if she does that.

 

Obliging to my desire of wanting to be dominated - she started kissing me roughly, pinning me to the bed as she climbed on top of me.

I will admit, I was fucking terrified when I saw her looming over my face - then the whole room went black. Couldn't see a fucking thing. :)

 

I prefer to be on top - I know my presence is nowhere near as scary.

She is twice the size of me - and I'm FRAGILE. :)

 

But of course, I secretly enjoyed being ruled.

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(From 12PM to 12AM, Dixie felt: )

 Content

 

(From 12AM to 1AM, Dixie felt: )

 Depressed

 Angry

 Hurt

 Suicidal

 Rejected

 

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Blog #68

Weird Combo Of Events

 

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Hmmm... That be a large array of sad smileys.

If I really can't pinpoint a feeling, from now on - there will be a big line of them like that.

 

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Anyway - I awoke this morning lying naked beside Shelly. :)

 

(Yes, the blog is going to get dirty red graphic again. :P)

 

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I gave her a lot of attention. She even commented on it: "You're giving me a lot of attention, aren't you?"

I simply told her that she deserved it and carried on licking her out. :)

 

Then I got an odd burst of confidence.

I climbed on top of her and shoved my pussy in her face. As I was in this position, I carried on licking her out and fingering her slowly.

 

She enjoys it slowly, and I enjoy it fast.

She likes oral, I like anal.

She doesn' t cum much, I cum buckets.

 

We work out pretty well for some things. :)

 

So this was a combination of different stimulations whilst in the 69 position.

(Awww, this had to be BLOG 68. Wouldn't it have been so funny if it were BLOG 69...)

 

As I was giving her attention, she was giving me attention - she slid her fingers inside me and I thrusted on them. She rubbed me, she licked me - she gave me anal again.

 

I climaxed all over her SEVEN times.

Three times on her breasts, Twice on her stomach and twice in her mouth.

 

I enjoyed this far far more than anything we'd done the previous night.

I do believe I've found something we both really enjoy. :)

 

As it were, she was drenched in my cum - and she smelt like my flange - as did her breath - so we had to take another shower.

This time, it was pretty needed. :)

 

FLANGE IS A FUNNY WORD. :)

 

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After we were all cleaned up, we tidied up the bedroom and changed the sheets.

They were quite badly stained, cum, blood, chocolate sauce - you fucking name it, lmfao.

 

But that just shows that we enjoyed it.

 

I think Shelly is lying to me a little.

She says I'm the best female who's ever given her oral stimulation - as well as being the best at rubbing her, and the messiest she's ever been with. Apparently she's never been with someone who cums as much as I do.

 

Okay, maybe I can believe the cum thing - but I've only given oral about 4 times - I can't be THAT good at it.

She said I was a natural, though.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm...

 

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I ate the rest of the hotdogs for lunch, and I made Shelly a big beasty ham sandwich. :)

 

Ash arrived at around half 5 - after Shelly had fingered me AGAIN, when we were in the living room.

Saying that, I asked for it, so it was my fault. :)

 

I'd wanted to wait until Ash was here so that Shelly and I could play the co-op story mode of Streets Of Rage.

At first, she was dopey as fuck, kept accidentally hitting me instead of the opponents.

Then she remembered the controls and started pulling off all these fancy flips and grapples.

 

We made it to the final level - and the big boss man asks if we want to join his organisation.

Being button-happy, I accidentally pressed yes.

Shelly pressed no - and we had to fight each other.

 

I hadn't lost any continues, Shelly didn't have any left - we both had 3 lives, it was obvious who would win.

Though, she knocked me down into my 1st continue - so if neither of us had any - she would have won.

 

I beat the boss alone - but we ended up with the BAD END.

I did laugh when I saw Axel sitting in the boss man's chair laughing manically though.

 

Next time, we need to try for the GOOD END. :)

 

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We played some World Tour after this - I was on vocals.

I picked songs I liked and knew, but not ones I normally choose.

 

Songs like Stillborn, Dammit and In The Shadows.

I've only just learnt Dammit - thanks to listening to it every morning when I walk for the bus - but it's a REALLY difficult song to sing.

 

Ash said she was hungry shortly after - she'd not eaten much at home.

I made her a sweet BBQ chicken pizza - and she ate 3/4 of it.

I've only ever seen Ash eat 1/2 or 1/3 of a pizza - so she must've been hungry.

I ate the two slices she'd left. :)

 

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Ash brought along a limited edition DVD she'd ordered off the internet.

Repo! The Genetic Opera.

 

I was a bit dubious about it at first - I really couldn't understand the storyline - but as you found out more about the other characters and how they related to each other - it made a lot of sense.

 

It's pretty funny - the whole film is one big opera - obviously, given the title - all the characters communicate by singing to each other.

 

The main storyline is that organ transplants have now been promoted to the status of plastic surgery - people get them for the cosmetic value. A company named GeneCo sells organ transplants - though they have to be purchased. Organ repossession is now legalised - and there's a character called the RepoMan - (Or ReeeeepoMan, as it's written) who hunts down those who are in debt for their organs, slices them open and takes them. :)

 

The best parts were the tearing out spines and eyeballs. :)

It's gory - but not as gory as other horror films. It's made by the people who made Saw - so I knew kinda what to expect.

 

I pulled out the sofa and grandad's little table - covered it with an arrangement of munchies: popcorn, cheap Quavers, Revels and Pepsi.

I did the usual act of feeding Ash the popcorn. :D

 

Oh, and every time I got a coffee Revel - I'd bite it in half first to make sure it wasn't orange, because I like those - if I got a coffee one, I'd place it back together and put it in Ash's mouth. 

Lmfao, I must've done it about 5 times and she didn't mind. :)

 

Saying that, she has licked my tongue about 3 times for a dare. :)

 

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When it got to around 11PM - Shelly said we have to follow our sleepover tradition and play Resident Evil.

 

I decided we'd play Resident Evil Zero.

I played it for around an hour - but then I was getting really stuck due to only being able to carry 6 items and not finding an item box ANYWHERE.

 

Frustration and tiredness made me turn it off.

 

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I'd wanted Ash to share with me all week.

I sort of knew that she wouldn't...

 

This upset me - she doesn't know how rejected she made me feel.

Shelly came in to comfort me - but I was lapsed, I needed to be left alone.

 

She wouldn't listen to me - she started blaming herself for something that really wasn't her fault.

I got angry at her and threatened to hit her if she wouldn't leave me alone.

 

She started crying and cowered in the corner of the bed, curling up into a little ball - screaming every time I touched her.

This was so fucking weird - Shelly is about twice the size of me - and I'm REALLY not scary.

But to see her cowering away from me didn't exactly make me feel good about myself.

 

I started to get upset and I had a crying-asthma fit.

Shelly panicked - helped me get to my inhaler and calmed me down a little.

 

I cuddled her - told her I loved her, but to please just leave me alone for the night.

She left me eventually - still really upset.

 

I would never have hit her - I told her later, it was just an impulse I got, but chose not to act upon.

I wonder how long it'll be before Shelly realises when I ask to be left alone... If I'm not left alone - I get like that.

 

I feel bad for taking it out on her though - it wasn't Shelly's fault I felt so shit.

She didn't help by not leaving me alone, trying to hug me constantly when I just really wanted to hurt myself but...

 

It wasn't her fault. It was Ashleigh's.