Eventually. It's me not being comfortable with the technology more than me not being comfortable with my body. I think we both know how comfortable I am with that.
this is true, but at the same time, it's really overwhelming. i mean, these things take pictures in a moment that we'd have to sit for days to have done back home. and it even outpaces altered scrying spells because these images stay!
wait, surprise how?
...no, wait, that would defeat the surprise, wouldn't it.
You could just be out doing whatever one night, and I could be having some fun with Cynthia. Or I could be alone. Or I could be with somebody else entirely. And then there it is, on your phone. Me, in the middle of things, with a big "wish you were here" written underneath it.
maybe i'm reading too far into things, or reading it wrong, or something - i'm not really sure what to think of things when you talk about being with others, your girlfriend included, and then wish i was there?
it makes a bizarre sort of sense in between, share the distraction maybe, but here...
I'm going to get crude here and I'm sorry, but it'll get my point across.
I like fucking. It took me a long time to come to terms with it but I really, really like it. And I want to share it with as many people as I can, sometimes at once, because I think by now I'm pretty good at it.
And it makes me feel nice and when I'm doing it I don't have to worry about anything else for a while. So it's probably weird for you but for me it's like I never left Between.
You're my friend and I care about your comfort a lot, and I'm even more concerned about it now that we don't have to do it to survive! Gods, I never want to force anything like this on anyone. Not even a little.
You could do worse than a one-night Stand with Giorno.
Take your time. If you don't want me doing this at you, you can tell me that, too. I'm serious, just tell me if I ever do ANYTHING to make you uncomfortable.
the picture's fine, there's nothing wrong with sending it, or others.
just. i read too much into something because i'm dumb and easily attached is all, so i just need to go punch these stupid emotions back down where they belong.
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The sexy pictures get sent out whenever and to whoever I feel like, and only on my terms.
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i'm very glad to be on those terms. i do hope you get comfortable enough to smile in future ones, though.
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Maybe I'll just surprise you one night.
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wait, surprise how?
...no, wait, that would defeat the surprise, wouldn't it.
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maybe i'm reading too far into things, or reading it wrong, or something - i'm not really sure what to think of things when you talk about being with others, your girlfriend included, and then wish i was there?
it makes a bizarre sort of sense in between, share the distraction maybe, but here...
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I like fucking. It took me a long time to come to terms with it but I really, really like it. And I want to share it with as many people as I can, sometimes at once, because I think by now I'm pretty good at it.
And it makes me feel nice and when I'm doing it I don't have to worry about anything else for a while. So it's probably weird for you but for me it's like I never left Between.
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sorry for making it weird.
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You're my friend and I care about your comfort a lot, and I'm even more concerned about it now that we don't have to do it to survive! Gods, I never want to force anything like this on anyone. Not even a little.
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like other than a one-off with giorno, you were the only person i was with while i was there.
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Take your time. If you don't want me doing this at you, you can tell me that, too. I'm serious, just tell me if I ever do ANYTHING to make you uncomfortable.
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At least we look good.
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can't believe this stupid world doesn't even have bandits.
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just. i read too much into something because i'm dumb and easily attached is all, so i just need to go punch these stupid emotions back down where they belong.
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