Take off your shoes, please.

The D.Va

Spent the whole day with him, and his bf.

Lunch with them, and then dinner with his family.

Headed to Arab st, Ambrosia was closed, and Blu Jaz was crowded. Cabbed to Clarke Quay.

And then back to his house to grab my stuff, and his bf's stuff.

It was in the lift where it dawned on us that he's leaving us today. I started to tear slightly at the thought of it.

I was still tearing on the way out to get a cab.

And I teared really badly in the cab. I held him tight. I really didn't want to let him go. I really wanted him to say he'll stay.

Fifteen days is to short.

It'll be six months till we meet again.

And the flight's at 0800. He doesn't want me to send him off, lest I'll be crying, which in turn will make him cry, too.

Six months.
No hugs.
No kisses.
No snoring.
No leg hair pulling.
No wrestling.
No yelping.

I'm gonna miss him a lot.


You lil thing, he says.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

Hear The Journalists Scream.

The Scandal Hunters.

The Past Which Moulds The Present.

I Am The Only D.va Around.