I love my girlfriend. Enough said.
Trying to cheer you up some more! :D
I know you are loving all of this stuff. ♥
It’s good to see you smile again. It makes me all happy and fuzzy and full of butterflies and stuff. ♥ Here is a list of all the things about you that make me happy:
Alright now that I am done with listing because I don’t feel like thinking anymore(lols) I shall leave you with picture of me mad and shit >:3
♥ Cirra
Before I begin to type this massive post, I would like to say that what i’m about to type has absolutely nothing to do with barking chickens. Or how they bark. As a matter of fact, I might just write about that but I can assure you that will take place around the end of my massive post essay thing. I would also like to state that I have been overwhelmed by a sudden urge to type. I find this to be quite surprising because it’s pretty early in the morning and I have yet to eat my big bowl of fruity pebbles. Now, when I get my sudden urges to type. I type. And when I say that I type, I type a lot. Like… yea… You’ll see. Well anyways one last thing I should say before I begin to type this long essay/story thing. I have recently been flooded by massive posts that were written by none other than my beautiful girlfriend Priscilla. During the recent days she has been typing up all sorts of funny, cute, cheesy stories that have brought nothing but smiles and butterflies. As a result of her recent story typing business I have decided to respond with one of my own. My goal however, is to make my story about 3 times the size of hers. Because we just started the whole “Anything you can do, I can do better” Shit-Talk-E. So yea Priscilla. Anything You can do, I can do BETTER! And I say that with <3. So here goes.
Once upon a time, there was a very handsome gentleman named Purr. Purr had just woken up from a horrible night’s rest and decided to get on his computer and begin fiddling his fingers on the keyboard. All of a sudden, Purr was filled with a sudden urge to begin typing something that made sense, something that he should dedicate towards someone. Something that he hoped would bring a smile to this specific someone’s face. Something that he knew would take up some time to type. And something that he knew would bring humor and laughter to the person he’s typing to. So what did he do? He decided that he wasn’t just going to type a story in a 3rd person point of view with fictional characters that represented real life people, or that he wasn’t going to just type about a great couple that just happened to meet in a unique place such as a dog park. He instead decided to type about all of those things. Sort of make some kind fictional-realistic story thing. I don’t know, but he knows. So yea!
Once upon a time, there was a very old happy couple who had met each other in a cat park. The two old people were crazy cat lovers and together, they had a total of 28 cats. The two old people smelled like fresh picked roses. No, I lied. They smelled like cat litter mixed with old people smell, as well as cat smell. They smelled pleasant. Anyways, the old couple ran into a younger couple that comprised of two very young adults who had met each other in a dog park. This young couple was astounded by the way the old couple had kept themselves together. After a long drawn out conversation between the two couples, a random short china man appeared from what had seemed to look like an old beat horse carriage. The china man then started mumbling out some words then yelled BEGIN (in a very heavy china man accent). The two couples looked at each other and then looked at the small china man in absolute confusion. The china man then grew frustrated and demanded that the two couples fight each other to the death in order to claim the “Glorious prize”. Then out of nowhere a really BIG giant piano (The ones you would see in cartoons) came crashing down onto the china man and the old couple. They died. OH well shit happens. The young couple looked at each other and were great full to be alive. They then hugged each other, kissed and claimed their grand prize. Which was a Beautiful blue GTR for the girl, and a sexy GTI for the guy. They then took their cars and rose onto the sunset. The End.
Not bad for story number one eh? I totally had no idea where it was going after I introduced the china man so I decided to kill them off lol. Anyways, going to take a quick break from typing and thinking about fictional stories that represent real life people and type about how much I appreciate my girlfriend.
What better way to start this off than by saying that I have a beautiful girlfriend. That greatly appreciates the little things I do for her. She enjoys doing simple things (like laying down in a park and staring at the sky) which makes my life as a boyfriend so much easier (Which I have thanked you many times before for this but i’m going to thank you again). THANK YOU. Before I continue I would like to say that many of the things that i’m about to say I have said before. So just think of it as a reminder or something. Anyways, she has the power to turn any depressing moment into a very joyful one, she has the power to bring smiles into my face for just sitting down in a spot. We both share a very unusual weird trait that would make us seem like we should belong in a mental institution. The things we laugh at, the little silly things we do, and the things we talk about really, like really makes me appreciate the special bond I have with her. I’m not just saying this people, it’s true… There’s a special bond there. And it makes me all jiggly jelly on the inside. Thank You for being such a great partner and thanks for being so good to me. <3
Alrighty, hopefully that wasn’t to cheesy for you but hey! IT’s true though! so YEA! okay, so i’m sort of starting to blank out a bit so I think i’m gonna start wrapping this up. Not sure how i’m gonna wrap it up, but it’s going to be wrapped soon.. So PREPARE.
So I guess i’ll wrap this up with some of my favorite moments with you. Before I begin listing these moments, I would like to say that every moment I spend with you is what a treasure chest full of gold would be to a pirate.. Great, amazing, etc. But i’m just going to point out the highlights of the moments or the ones that I remember at this time. I might miss a few but bear with me, it’s kinda early and I still haven’t had my fruity pebbles. <3
But yea, I just told you that I blanked out hard. So that’s it! I’m going to leave it at that
Time for Fruity Pebbles
P.S
I would’ve added pictures and a bunch of cute stuff but I don’t have any pictures of us on this laptop so sorry :x
I hope you enjoyed the massive wall of text!
Purr out <3
Yes, it is me again. (: Having fun getting into your tumblr. I just felt like I should put some random ass shit here. So, yeah I am here. :3 You are currently like doing stuff away from the computer so I’m mostly staring at your dark room and not you. I dunno why I am doing this, but I just felt like doing it really. I’m thinking of writing you another story but I’m not too sure whether I should since they all seem exactly the same. This gibberish writing is pretty fun so I could see why you used to do it a lot. I was talking to you about getting a Wreck This Journal and it would be awesome to wreck it with you and it would also be pretty lame and cheesy if we wrecked one together. You look really cozy under your covers right now. Oh meh gawd, random picture of Haywire!
I wish he could have made it. ): We were rooting for him the whole time </3
Well, back to serious business. That story I was talking about.
Once upon a time there was a hobo named Murphy. Murphy was not your ordinary hobo for he was magical. He had the power to teleport to wherever he could possibly want to go. As he watched the TV series Prison Break with his girlfriend, Melanie, he was depressed of Haywire’s ending. So, he teleported to that part of the show and made it so that he made it to Holland along with Larry. It was a beautiful ending and Murphy and Melanie were very happy to see Haywire’s story end in a good way instead of in his falling death of impending doom. <- I just really wanted to make that seem all dramatic.
Oh meh gawd random picture of Russell:
Yeh, I do that sort of stuff >:3
And you LUFFS it. <3
Well I’m thinking of ending this now just cause you are starting to question all this typing of mine. Lols.
And now I shall leave you with a picture of my and my Purr Poo ♥
♥ Cirra Poo
