Love My Girlfriend @ MindSay

but seriously, my girlfriend is awesome. She just left, and I mean I seriously could not ask or want anyone better. She insists on paying for everything, she LOVES having sex with me, she always sends me thoughtful text messages throughout the day, and when she's on her way over here she'll pick me up stuff sometimes. When she came over tonight she brought me some Hershey's candy cane kisses <3

I couldn't wait any longer and gave her the presents I bought. I got her this green and white Vans shirt, these cool tattoo ed hardy-esque skull plugs (her ears are gauged), and some little white gold hoops with a CZ on each for her cartilage piercing on her ear. Her eyes lit up and she hugged me real tight saying "you listened!". she said that because I tend to forget things A LOT.

She's picking me up tomorrow to take me to the train. I'll be on my way to seeing my mother. I really wish my mom did not hate homos so I could come out to her, but I just don't see that happening :( but hopefully one day she'll come around.

anyhoo I'd rather end this on a positive note. I am excited to start the new school semester. New semester, new girlfriend, new lease on life. I know I can make all of them shine and empower me if I put my mind to it.

love, Angel

I'm sure I've mentioned her before, but I'll say it again because I love saying it: I have the greatest girlfriend in the world. She's cute, fun, cuddly, and has the ability to keep my massive ego in check. And she moved to Iowa three months ago.

Since then she's had a few nervous breakdowns, mostly due to missing being back here with me and all of her friends, and partially because she's having a hard time dealing with her ill-tempered stepfather without having us around to vent to.

Well, last night she had another one, and it was a fairly bad one... she was crying and screaming and convulsing (not like a seizure, but like when you're crying really hard), and I just sat here watching from 2000 miles away, wishing to whatever higher power might reside in this universe to let me be there so I could make her feel better.

I have to say, kids, last night brought me that one step further toward the athiest corner, because watching that innocent, wonderful girl be tortured by love was the most painful thing I've ever been through, and to say that there is a loving god in this universe after that is downright unacceptable.

I know it's not going to get any better. She's stuck there for the next 6 years (she's already accepted at a college there that she's getting free tuition at), and I'm here until the end of next year, next summer at the earliest. It's going to be hard.

Nothing worthwhile is easy though.

I chant that mantra in my head every time I see her break down, and I try to be strong, knowing that, for her sake, I cannot break. I cannot yield or cower in the face of it all.

One upside though, if it can be called that in light of what it took to get to it, was that we got to talking more about our pasts, and learning things about each other that we'd still been keeping walled up. At this point, I feel a little bad again though, because I think I've heard just about everything that's happened in her life, and I'm still keeping secrets like a squirrel hoarding acorns...

~Mr. Mobius