#i guess moving out put some things into a different light 😂

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12: Miracle

A/N: just picture this when you get to the gift shop part okay 😂

While I was at the beach with Noah earlier today, I felt like I was in euphoria. That was not the case now after we had taken a nap and decided on starting the task of deep cleaning my condo. It was overwhelming and extremely embarrassing having filled up a trash bag with empty containers. When we had to open another bag to get the rest of the trash, I was in tears, slumped in the middle of my kitchen floor.

Noah notices and puts down whatever it was that he was holding and squats down next to me, rubbing my back. "Hey, what's going on?" "This is just so...humiliating, Noah," I cry, throwing the bag in my hands down aggressively. He wraps both arms around me and sits properly, scooping me into his lap. "Shh," he soothes, "it's okay. It's just a bit of mess, nothing a little cleanup can't fix." "My life is a giant mess," I huffed, rolling my head against his chest in attempt to hide my face from his view. He squeezes me tighter, "Messes are temporary, Olivia. We'll get this place in tip-top shape, promise." When I don't say anything, he picks my head off his chest so he could look me in the eyes. "Would you like to take a break and do something else?" I shrugged, "I guess."

-

I couldn't contain my excitement as Noah and I made our way into the aquarium after standing in line for what seemed like an eternity to get our tickets. I haven't gone to the aquarium before, so this was a whole new experience for me, and so far it was enticing. The lobby was dim and crammed with people at first, but as we made our way through, the floor opened up, lined with a glass barricade. I pressed myself against it and leaned over the railing to get the best view that I could.

Below us was the penguin exhibit; there sat a decent sized rock with tons of nooks and crannies for the birds to settle in. Some were perched at the very top of it, squawking away at one another as they fought over the food the caretakers had just thrown out for them. Some were relaxing in the lower levels of the rock, basking in the artificial light. Others were zooming around in the water below that ran right underneath us, which was the most enjoyable part for me. It was incredible how fast these little guys could swim.

Noah takes hold of my hand, grabbing my attention, "C'mon, there's so much more to see," he says with a smirk on his lips. I nodded while I beamed at him, letting him lead me to the next area. There was a shallow tank where several people were kneeling down and sticking their hands in. I looked at Noah in curiosity, who just smiled down at me and cocked his head in its direction, prompting me forward. I kneeled down in front of it like most others, gasping once I saw the stingrays swimming about. I stuck my hand inside the warm water, their little bodies skimming underneath my fingertips. They were silky smooth, but also slimy to the touch, and I couldn't help the cheek-splitting smile I had on my face.

As we continued deeper into the building, there were tons of different tanks with their own habitats depending on what kinds of marine life lived within them. There were tanks that had only a few things of seagrass with seahorses hiding in them, others with a plethora of fish, their vibrant colors an astounding contrast to the coral behind them. Noah would take the time to point out different colors for me, which was adorable and made the excitement of being here even greater.

We made our way into a room that was darker than all the rest, tanks illuminated by fluorescent lights. This room was dedicated to jellyfish, and this was the most incredible thing I've seen so far. One section seemed as if I was staring at an x-ray, the water black but the blobs floating freely were a translucent blue. You could easily make out their anatomy, which was super fascinating to the both of us. One section held slow-moving jellies with extremely long tentacles, their bodies glowing in pink. Another held jellies that moved along at a much faster pace, puffing out like a parachute and retracting to propel forward.

We eventually found ourselves at the very bottom-center of the aquarium where the viewing tank sat, which actually scaled nearly the entire height of the building. As we ascended the ramp that spiraled along it, you could see all different types of life ranging from the size of a golf ball, to the king of the ocean. Well, this tank wasn't fit for a Great White, but there was a decent sized shark or two swimming along the reef that I wasn't sure the species.

He makes us take a seat on one of the multiple alcoves that were placed sporadically alongside the tank, pulling out his phone. He drapes an arm over my shoulders and pulls me close to him, extending the phone in front of us. "Smile," he says cheerfully. I settle myself into him some, placing a hand on his chest and flashed a big smile as he snapped the picture. He then presses a kiss to the top of my head and takes another picture—I'm sure my grin doubled in size. "Wanna grab something to eat?" I ask once he puts his phone away. "Yes," he groans, "I never thought you'd ask." I laugh and push him playfully, promptly standing up and tugging him with me to head to the cafeteria.

There wasn't a whole heck of a lot to choose from here, but we both settled on a slice of pizza and some fries. We ate in silence—mostly because Noah practically scarfed his food down and didn't have time to talk—as I thought about all the things I got to witness today. I never thought how amazing the world would be now that I could see color; I feel like I'm walking in a dream. A dream where the creator pulls me from the grey that I had been living in, guiding me through this new spectrum of life, only to get better and better with each passing moment. The best part about it? I haven't felt the craving of alcohol today—not one bit.

"What are you thinking about?" Noah asks, resting his chin on his fist with a playful smirk on his lips. "The fact that it's a miracle I haven't thought about having a drink today," I answer truthfully. "This place is incredible, Noah. Thank you for bringing me here." I watched his face soften, a pleased grin tugging at his lips. "Don't thank me, I'm just glad you're enjoying your time," he says as he takes one of my fries off my plate and takes a bite. "What was your favorite part?" I push my plate towards him, knowing I wasn't going to finish them. "It's a tie between the jellyfish and the stingrays. The jellies were so beautiful, but getting to touch the rays was something else. They're so cute, like little ocean raviolis!" He shoots me a questioning look before he laughs. "Ocean raviolis? That's...interesting." I narrow my eyes at him, taking one of my fries and tossing it at him. "Oh, shut it. Think about it for a sec. They're shaped the same and their bellies protrude like they're stuffed with something." He shakes his head at me like I'm crazy, chuckling.

"Anyway, what was your favorite part?" "Seeing that smile of yours all day. I think it's more beautiful than all the exhibits here," he says while looking directly into my eyes. I feel my face flush as I bury it into my hands sheepishly—there was no way that was true. "You're so full of it," I mumble through my hands. He takes hold of one of my hands, pulling it away from my face, forcing me to look at him. "I mean it, Liv," he says gently, running his thumb over my knuckles. "I've been here before so it's nothing new, but seeing the way your face lit up was something special." "Well, thank you," I mutter shyly. "Let's go to the gift shop," I say in hopes of changing the subject as I was terrible at taking compliments. "Okay," he smiles at me and stands, picking up our trash. "Gotta see if there's any ocean ravioli stuffies to take home with ya." I laugh and follow him as we made our way to the gift shop.

We wandered in the shop for a little while, picking up random trinkets here and there to deem if they were worth bringing home with us or not. I found a bottle opener that was the body of a Great White, the jaws the opener itself which I thought was pretty cool, but I decided against it and grabbed a shark tooth necklace instead. I figured it would be best for me to not bring home anything that would encourage me to open a bottle, as silly as that may seem.

I round the corner, reaching the area where they had all the stuffed animals. Smiling wide, I made my way over and grabbed the first thing that I saw, squishing it to my chest. At 26 years old, I was shameless about my adoration for stuffies—I would collect them all if I had the room for them. I continued to gather them in my arms and stared into each of their beady eyes and smiling faces, wondering which one I should bring home. I began to turn to Noah in hopes of an opinion, only to burst out into laughter when my eyes landed on him.

He stood there with a cheesy grin, wearing a ridiculous jellyfish hat with tentacles dangling around his face and shoulders. "What?" he asks, humor tainting his words. "Is there something wrong?" I shake my head at him, "No, nothing at all. You're just a dork." I watch his mouth drop, feigning hurt. "A cute dork, though." He props a fist on his hip, "I prefer dweeb, thank you very much." I roll my eyes and chuckle, averting my attention back to the collection of animals in my arms. "Help me pick one out, or I will buy the whole store out." He looks above my head and reaches out to grab something, completely disregarding what I was holding. "This," he says, bringing it down into my view.

We left the aquarium hand in hand, having a stingray in my possession and him proudly wearing that goofy hat.

-

"Well," I sighed once Noah and I walked back into my condo and put down our new possessions. "I guess we should finish cleaning this up, huh?" He rubs my back and gives me a reassuring upturn of his lips, nodding. "Only if you're up for it, Liv. It doesn't need to be done all in one day." "Yeah, you're right," I agree, giving the area a look over. "I'll leave it for tomorrow. I can bring the trash to work." "Okay," he whispers as he smiles at me sweetly, placing his hands on my hips and closes the gap between us. I instinctively lock my hands behind his neck and grin up at him while he sways us softly, waltzing to nothing. His eyes were dark, yet so gentle, crinkling in the corners while he mirrors my grin. He brings his face close to me, pressing his lips against mine. I kiss back, his tongue darting out and caressing my lip for access to mine. Our tongues collide, hesitantly dancing around one another due to the unfamiliarity of each other. I pull away from him after a moment, breathing heavy as my heart swells at the unexpected intimacy.

"What was that for?" I ask quietly, a smirk forming on my face. A chuckle vibrates through his throat as he rests his forehead against mine, shimmering brown eyes gazing into my blues again. "Am I not allowed to kiss you?" I feel my face flush and giggle, "No, I didn't say that." "Good," he pecks my lips quickly. "I was just admiring you, is all. I'm proud of you for not having a drink today." I scoff, "It hasn't even been a full day. That's hardly anything to be proud of." He shakes his head, "Nonsense. One day at a time, Liv. It's still something." I shrug, pulling out of his grasp to take my vibrating phone out of my pocket, noting it was a call from Vic. I answer it immediately, only to be thrown off when it wasn't her voice that came through the receiver.

"Who is this and why do you have Victoria's phone?" I ask accusingly. "You're Liv, right? She has you listed as an ICE," the male voice replies. My stomach churns, panic setting in. "What happened to her?!" Noah shoots me a concerned look while he assesses my phone call. "I don't want to alarm you, but your friend or sister or whoever has been in an accident," he keeps his voice calm. "We've called an ambulance and they're on their way." I could feel my chest tighten, the air suddenly not making it to my lungs. "Where is she?" I choked out. "At the bar where she works, she was making her way across the street when someone came flying around the corner—" I couldn't bear to hear the rest of his sentence, hanging up and dropping my phone. "Oh, God," I whimpered, fisting my hair with both hands as I turn to Noah. "We gotta get to the bar, now. Vic's been in an accident."

So much for not wanting a drink today.

|Chapter 13|

[sculptural-renaissance]

SGU Week Day 2 (I promise I can count; I'm just behind!!): Favorite Character

Leave it to me to get fixated on a character who only shows up in 4 episodes of a show that got cancelled 12 years ago. 😫 I thoroughly enjoyed SGU from its inception, but Amanda Perry is what took the show from something I really enjoyed to my current hyperfixation (yes, it's her fault I'm here, this fictional lady). She lives rent-free in my head. 💖

(Also fair warning this is gonna be long as hell)

I'm aware that her primary function is that of "love interest," but her character resonated with me on a much deeper level. Maybe I didn't travel a billion light-years to be with the person I love, but I did move 1,000 miles away from everything I knew to make a life with the man who became my husband. I know what it's like to feel rejected because the person you love shows their love differently (though I've been married for almost 6 years now after 3.5 years of long-distance, and then a lengthy engagement, so I know from experience that loving differently doesn't mean loving less). I know what it's like to feel like I'm not valued as a person, though in my case, I was mistreated because I'm autistic as opposed to being paralyzed, and I was regularly used and taken advantage of for my musical abilities, with little respect for my health or needs. I wasn't a person, I was a thing. I've been targeted by people I couldn't fight back against, even for things I didn't do. I know what it's like to be left behind for a lot of social milestones (driving, dating, etc.) I know what it's like to finally find that one safe person who sees you for you.

Amanda is relatable as hell to me. I do want to focus on her specifically in this post, though obviously her romantic endeavors are a factor. Tbh one of the main reasons I like her so much is, in addition to all the other stuff I just mentioned, is that she was the one to initiate things with Rush. I have little dating experience, myself, but I was the instigator in most of my relationships, especially with my husband. Gotta love those ladies who are active instead of waiting around for a guy to make up his mind!

Anyway, I make a lot of SGU memes and dumb lil comics that I share on Facebook, and a decent chunk of them are about Amanda (she even has her own multi-episode arc!!), so I'll share some of them here. I guess if people like them, I can put them on tumblr. I'll add that the vast majority of my content takes place post-stasis, so this Amanda inhabits her own meat body, cloned from DNA the SGC had on file, and is not a computer ghost or a body-swapper with questionable ethics. 😂

I have generated A LOT of memes lmao

Well that didn't turn out to be a metaphor for anything... 😏 I didn't catch this the first time, but I ugly-laughed on my second watch-through.

When the lockdowns were first imposed in my town, I had no idea what that meant, and I was literally about to get in my car and commit a crime because I thought my husband was going to be trapped at work for 2 weeks. Obviously, that wasn't the case, but I felt this scene.

Since my brain has chosen to attach itself to a character with minimal backstory, I'm obligated to fill in the blanks. One thing I find disappointing in media is that even the nerdy women tend not to have nerdy interests, which absolutely is not what I've experienced in real life. My thought is that Amanda was already something of a prodigy ("Little Miss Brilliant" probably isn't a nickname you get for being a regular genius lmao) before her accident, probably skipped a grade or two in school, private tutors in math and science, that kind of thing, and was later homeschooled before starting college as a teen. She was probably pretty lonely because of that. I'm not quite a "genius" (I have a Master's in music and an Etsy shop, and I uhhhhh make memes about an old TV show for fun), but I am a former gifted kid. Even though I took gifted classes from 4th-12th grade (academics, not that pull-out enrichment crap), I felt very lonely even among my gifted classmates, and I struggled with making friends throughout school because I was just too different. I was weird. I liked weird stuff. The girls were mean. The boys that were my friends didn't like the girly stuff I enjoyed, so I had to lock that part of myself away to fit in. The kids a grade ahead of me obviously left, and the kids a grade below me didn't want to keep in touch when I moved on to high school or college. It was lonely. I see similar things in Amanda's brief appearances. She's on the Destiny for 3 weeks, and she pretty much just sticks to Rush because he's "safe." She tries to be friendly with Eli, but he ends up making fun of her, and he's not very nice to her later on, either (sometimes for good reason; she's my fave but she's no saint). TJ isn't exactly in a position to be socializing during a complicated surgery, so she gets a pass. 😉

This was rambly, but my point is that a lot of lonely nerds are drawn to sci-fi, even the girls. I know for a fact that I'm projecting, but come on, she designs hyperdrives. You really gonna sit there and tell me she never watched Star Trek? 😂

As a side note (oh boy even more rambling), in my fan content, she and Eli have a very sweet friendship based on their shared nerd interests. I really don't think they'd get along in canon as things were left.

Speaking of sci-fi, I like to think that, after getting recruited for the Stargate program, Amanda watched all of Wormhole X-treme to prepare herself. I also like to think that no one else on Destiny's crew has seen it except Eli, who saw a handful of episodes randomly. I just really need him to see a stargate for the first time and be all like WOW JUST LIKE WORMHOLE X-TREME 😂 These are two separate excerpts, one mentioning the show and tying it back to actual events in SG-1, and the other showing a snippet of an episode. Replicators are kinda like Legos, so of course the humanoid Wormhole X-treme versions would be Lego people (I'm not creative, I'm just silly).

Going back to feeling lonely, I do think Amanda would be pretty imaginative, even if she's kinda one-note. In a fic I'm working on, she confesses that all of her fantasies involve Rush and having working legs (disclaimer that there's obviously nothing wrong with using a wheelchair and that disabled people can and do have fulfilling romantic relationships and sex lives, but it seems clear in the show that she would like to be able to walk again, so I have stuck to that for this particular story), and the narrative quality of her fantasies is very much on par with dollar store romance novels. She reminds me a little of Tina from Bob's Burgers and her "erotic friendfiction," so I made a few crossover memes. That's Tina's copy of "Buttloose" in the 4th panel. Panel 3 is also a borrowed quote from Tina. I do think Amanda might struggle with tidiness since she spent a good 25 years not being able to pick up after herself at all. I also struggle with this due to executive dysfunction and growing up in a borderline hoarder environment, so I guess I'm projecting again RIP 😅

No, really, Camile, what do you mean????

I guess in Amanda's defense, she doesn't find Rush off-putting in any way since he's not unnecessarily mean to her. 😂

I'm not sure if I'll ever complete my fic, but one thing I'm exploring, both there and, to a less complicated degree, in my memes, is Amanda's use of the neural link while she's a computer ghost. In Seizure, she seemed to use it with ease (apart from that one colossal fuckup lmaooooo), and I'd really like to see what she could do with it after her file is no longer quarantined. I've done a lot of cringe rambling and infodumping (congrats to anyone who's actually made it this far), so I won't go into detail, but she does work on expanding use of the link so she and Ginn can use it at the same time and connect to multiple people so they can socialize and function more as crew members instead of something like a guardian angel or familiar spirit. I'd also like, as mentioned in a previous post for this event, if she could help Lisa "see" again via the neural link. Another possibility, as alluded to in the above photo, is making "holograms," which aren't really holograms, but are more like skins for the ship's AI. What's cooler, accessing a medical database in the infirmary, or asking the EMH from Voyager to give you the info you need? If you're a loser like me, it's absolutely the second one.

More backstory!! My hc is that Amanda's parents were killed in the accident that paralyzed her (on the way to some math tournament with the high school mathletes or something idk I'm a musician I don't know what STEM people do for fun), and she was raised by her grandparents. We all love to make our faves suffer, and I'm no exception. This is just a silly little comic, but there is a certain sadness of being intellectually advanced but emotionally immature, something common among gifted kids and neurodivergent people (and I'm both, wheeeee). Things are thankfully getting better now. I love seeing more acceptance. But it was difficult in the early 00s when I was a teen, and I'm sure it would have been harder for Amanda in the '80s and '90s. It's also difficult when you have to rely on someone else for transportation, but they are unwilling to take you places (I went nowhere in college except school and church and my parents were still always mad at me, which is weird of them because they actively discouraged me from driving and would not teach me or help me get over my fears, so uhhhh yeah).

Last one~

So yes, I'm definitely salty that my top 2 SGU ladies got fridged twice (Ginn's my second fave because of course she is). I do think it opened up a lot of interesting possibilities for both characters, but as the show was tragically cut short, we have to rely on fan content. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make here is that Amanda and Ginn would have been fine had Amanda simply studied Bobby Hill's Guide to Self-Defense. Yes, it's bad, but I am a bad person and I generate irreverent things.

If you made it this far, then congratulations, you're an obsessed weirdo like me!! I know Amanda isn't exactly popular, nor is SGU, especially not so long after the fact, so I don't really expect anyone to read all this. If you do, I hope I was able to convey why she is so special to me. If nothing else, I hope you enjoyed the memes.

Also this took me like 5 hours to write, Jesus Christ I need to sleep

[deepbluexsea]

Valentine’s Survey

Q&A

1. What is your favorite Valentine’s Day treat? Of traditional Valentine's treats? I guess I'm a chocolate-dipped-fruit kind of guy, but I'm probably not going to turn down any of it unless it's white chocolate.

2. Are you pro- or anti-Valentine’s Day? It's a nice day to put a focus on the person you love, although I try to incorporate that regularly throughout the year anyway. It never bothered me when I was single. 3. What movie do you like to watch during Valentine’s season? I don't watch many movies in general, so there's not really any I repeat on purpose. I can get caught up watching whatever is on. We have gone to see and/or watched movies at home on Valentine's Day before. I think one of them was actually Brokeback Mountain. 😂 We've seen some pretty terrible ones too, but we ended up laughing a lot, which is just as fun. Call Me By Your Name was a worthwhile ~romance film. 4. Who’s your celebrity Valentine? I can't deny my little crush on Anderson Cooper. 5. What would you do on your perfect Valentine's date? As long as I'm with my husband, I'm happy doing anything (feel free to gag). A stiff drink, something sweet, and a cigar doesn't hurt. 6. What type of gift(s) do you like to receive? I'm grateful for anything people give me, of course, but I realized about 14 years ago that a gift someone makes for me touches my heart in a very different way. 7. Who was your first Valentine? My childhood best friend, Joan, asked me to be her Valentine when we were young – it was more like a "galentine," which then carried on into our twenties. There was a kid in my eighth grade class who was sweet on me, which was cute. My first real "romantic" Valentine was my first boyfriend, Ben. We went on my first Valentine's date the summer before he moved away to college. I was 16 (barely). 8. What is the best Valentine’s Day you’ve ever had? Truthfully, it's difficult to choose. So many stick out in my memory, even from the very first one Gabriel and I had together. We sat across a visitation table in the prison and ate semi-stale frosted cookies. It was one of the first few times we talked – really talked – without ever mentioning his case. We've done so many bigger and better things since that one, which I view not only as a testament to our commitment but an expression of how our love has flourished. 9. What is your favorite thing about Valentine’s Day? Making Gabriel happy by trying to show him how much I love him. Making him smile genuinely and feel special is always my goal. More love in the air among people for a day also isn't bad. 10. Who is your Valentine this year? Do you have any plans? Well, my husband, I assume, but I should probably formally ask him. He's planned a getaway to The Point resort in the Adirondacks this weekend. We'll be back by Monday to spoil our kiddo. ⊱ ------------------------------------------------💗------------------------------------------------ ⊰

THIS or THAT?

11. Roses or a mixed bouquet? 12. Candlelight or fairy lights? 13. Shoot Cupid’s arrow or be shot by it? 14. Perfume/cologne or none? 15. Receive 100 valentines from friends, or receive one that is romantic? 16. Conversation hearts or sour candy? 17. Handmade gift or store-bought gift? 18. Box of chocolates or Hershey’s Kisses? 19. Romantic movies or romantic music? 20. A huge teddy bear or a funny valentine? 21. Wine or champagne? 22. Chocolate-covered strawberries or chocolate-covered pretzels? 23. Going out or staying in? 24. Love letter or Valentine’s card? 25. Nice dinner or an experience/outing? 26. Hugs or kisses? 27. Heart-shaped locket or a promise ring? 28. Chocolate syrup or whipped cream? 29. Typical date attire or all dressed up? 30. Valentine’s party or one-on-one?

[iraniq]

Personal

/Guys, as much as I want this to be true, it is completely a fiction, I guess here, the joke's on me, but feel free to enjoy!/

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I know I don't quite post personal stuff, but I decided to brag a little bit, about my boyfriend. As I have mentioned, I am seeing someone for a while... But as before, in my previous relationships I always tell everything to everyone and then it all dies in a dramatic spectacular show, and this time I decided to wait!

It has been almost a year, since we are dating.

So I had 2 days off from work and decided to spend them at his place. /I actually do this frequently, his bed is huge and so cozy, the one at the place I live now, it is so uncomfortable I wake up with back pain most of the days/.

So... As I know you are a beauty lovers I wanna show you how I woke up this morning:

/although with this sight I doubt I am awake at all...or I am dead and this is heaven.../

He wakes up around 7 in the morning, do his routine, tea, yoga... Breakfast maybe... Don't actually know since I am sleeping. /just to mention, my ex was always walking me up, regardless if I needed the sleep or not, because... *brace yourselfs*... He was bored alone.../.

So he wakes me up, and told me the breakefast is ready and he was almost ready to leave... /i always feel sad when he leaves, I almost regret I am not whiny butch, so I can make him stay a little longer/

Oh forgot to tell you, I woke up this morning at 4, couldn't fall asleep, accidentally woke him, by moving in bed and he stayed awake with me till 6 and something, although he is at work, because... *take a tissue here* ... "You know I love every moment I can spend with you", obviously my answer "you are at work today, and it is gonna be crazy and you will be exhausted" was very funny and not reason enough for him to fall asleep again...

OK, back to me bragging! He put his favorite shirt on, but as I checked the time, as I always dress to light or too much lately, with the crazy winter time, it turned out it is snowing... Can you imagine? It's the freaking Spring... 22 of March! It was almost 20 degrees Celsius like... Yesterday, OK the other day, but still... Nevermind... Beauty had to change... I manage to take a pic for the two lovers of that kind beauty... /you know who you are :) /

He put the shirt upside down, so had to fix it. I manage to take the pic, although I heard him protest "Don't take pictures... Otherwise i will as well when you are changing!" ... "That's not gentleman like!" /here you agree with me Hahahahaha.../

That's from when he was leaving... 😂😂😂 I know he is dressed odd, but he is an artist... Painter, also a teacher in the town academy, of arts. One of the best to be honest. I mean, it is obvious. I bet you saw artists in your towns as well.. They are aways dressed crazy... So, that's something like poncho maybe... Dunno... More interesting it is how he managed to fit this much clothes on him, with the jacket... I can't stand 2 tight lairs on myself... He is indeed having nerves of steal, as he manages not to kill all of his students.

OK, at this point I am actually alone, at his place, I too have a key, since day one I was invited to stay. I will probably eat and watch TV...

OMG you guys... He is having the most huuuuge library... Like in a fucking caste... 😍😍😍😍

That's only one of the walls... I definitely now know what Belle stayed in the enchanted castle....

#booklover + #books = #intellectualporn 😂😂😂

Btw... My parents doesn't know about him, mostly because our age difference is two-digit number. And there will be shit like "he is too old" - "he only uses you for sex" - and my personal favorite: "he is some old pervert". Before you said something he isn't some kind of pervert! I am the pervert actually... Well my ex was only 3 years older, and the only thing he was interest was the sex, food and someone to take care after him, like he was a funking baby... Also he needed someone to blame, as he was Mr. Perfect! /ugh/. I don't have this problem now, as I was always interested in the stuff from 90s and 80s we are perfect match. We always have what do discuss, a common subject, or if we have non, we talk about stuff we love... Like he always listen to what I say, and remember what I am saying... I am a person to him... Not just a vagina and housekeeping...

He is perfect, everything is so fine... I am sometimes scared... Like it is a dream or something...

Well if you look for something that's not perfect, I will give you two:

- he is older, like a lot

- he is divorced. /his ex wife had a baby from her assistant, and lied it was his, because they were together since university, and he did anything she wants, like the bitch used him, because he is perfect...that's why we women have bad name/

So... For everyone who wonder if there are Good and Nice men out there, they are! They are either married to Good women, or are antisocial, because the society is shit today, and it is going down, quite fast!

OK I need you here... I was actually wondering... Should I tell my parents... His mother and his brother know me, know how way younger I am and are OK with it. Hell they treat me better than my own family... His mom is sweetheart /we always exchange sweet pet names with each other/, his brother is a year older than him, and I am already the "little sis" in the family /i cried when he first called me like this/. My problem is that he won't agree to lie about his age, because he is honest as fuck, he was educated to be honest, no matter what. And actually have some morals!... and I already suffer the "I told you so" and other shit like this from my mom, who loves to makes me feel bad... Although I feel amazing with him, and it won't actually matter, because it was the old me who cared about shit like this... But I don't wanna bother with whining... And he will feel sad about all this. Thinking it is his fault, the fight that will either occure when he is there, or will follow later... And I love him, so super much, and dunno... HALP!

So... What you say? Should I?