Tis within ourselves that we are thus or thus

Hello there. I'm Clark Remington and I'm 30 years old, born and raised in England , Now residing in L.A. where I teach English Literature. I'm a fairly quiet man who lives with his nose in a book, but I'm not so bad once you get to know me.

[queen-kenna-blog]

I just say you would run into my knife ten times! God, Clark, why don’t you help me keeping you alive! And you just say that because you are a fool in love. Emphasis on the fool.

Of course! I am a gold digger, didn’t you know? Besides, you were the closest I will ever get to Prince Harry, because that Sebastian something is really not my thing. I really don’t need my husband to cheat on me with every woman available. So, yes, you are the next best option! I just said this conversation was not about moving, just about the chill. And of course you are not. I was busy looking at the bedrooms.

Shut up!

[clark-remington]

This fool is going to find any copy of Chicago that you and Charlotte have an burn them before your next movie night. I want to be alive to love you and musicals are giving you too many ideas on how to end that dream.

I’ve had my fair share of gold diggers, as you put it, and you are most certainly not one. If anything your taste is just more refined and mature and you’re looking for someone who suts those needs. As well as any other needs you might have

[queen-kenna-blog]

No, because if I get fat and ugly it is all on you. And if you ever say that you like me anyway, I swear that I will pull a Chicago on you and you will definitely have it coming, considering this is a warning. 

You might not! I mean, not that I wouldn’t totes marry you, for your money, at some point, but we didn’t even solve out the housing situation. We live together, but we have two houses and not that we need money or anything, but it would save a hell lot to get rid of one of them, or so I am told. And this sounds like ‘let’s move together’ and not ‘let’s chill’. I still can’t believe you are asking me for a cake. Do I look like a bakery or something? But I will. What don’t I do for you?

[clark-remington]

Makenna,love, you could never become ugly. That is just not a possibility, but I would love you regardless, and you will always be beautiful to me. You'd just be my beautiful little butterball.

Just for my money?Good Lord, I should reconnect with my family then, to make sure I'm not cut off.My good looks wont last forever,after all. Obviously we want it all, but I'm perfectly fine with you selling yous and moving into mine. I can put your name on the need if that makes me feel better.I would say yours,but I'm not overly fond of your kitchen.

What wont you do? Obviously you wont tell me I'm pretty more often...

[queen-kenna-blog]

You are such a girl. I can now say that I had a relationship with a woman, thank you very much!

Well, I did plan to lock you up on my bedroom, but England work too… Wait, you are not going to propose me, are you? Because I was joking, kinda. I thought we knew that cake is the code for sex. Are you really asking me for cake. Like real cake? You know I will set fire in the kitchen, right?

[clark-remington]

A very pretty woman who slaves away in the kitchen for you and would like to hear that he's pretty more often. Well we could not go to England. I like your idea far better than mine.

I might. Only a fool would keep a woman like yourself hanging around forever without making a proper commitment to her, and I'm no fool. But goodness, I didn't mean that you should cook the cake! I just got the house the way I like it, please don'tburn it down. Just buy a cake and come have lunch with me. Please don't cook it. I like having a home to go back to at the end of the day.

[queen-kenna-blog]

Oh, I know, but I can still get you a pretty ring later and everything. Honey, if you are going to propose me in a castle, it better be in England or something. We really need to go overseas for this great proposal.

Do you really have to ask for sex at this point in our relationship?

[clark-remington]

I would very much like a pretty ring,thank you. And t couldn't hurt for you to compliment my hair more often. I slave away int hat kitchen and a thank you would be greatly appreciated,Makenna. But you know, we don't have any plans ahead,once classes let out, we can summer in England for a while, if you wish? It's been a while since I've avoided my family. You could do it with me.

Sex, no,cake, yes.You could bring on by the office and we can have a quick one before my next class. I can have the cake after.

[queen-kenna-blog]

You are so funny! Thanks for the laugh, love. Please, Clark, if anyone is doing a grand proposal here is you. I accept nothing less than overseas, most likely Paris, top of the Eiffel tower and it can be written ‘will you marry me’ on the garden, roses or candlelights are good enough. I can, however, get you a congrats on the sex cake. Not like we haven’t had enough of those…

[clark-remington]

Drat,and I had my pageant cry prepared and everything. Now I have to come up with something even better than that for my proposal. I wonder if there are any castles available for rent nearby?

Wedding talk aside for just a moment,would it be at all possible for me to get a cake this evening? I'm having the most demanding sweet tooth today.

[summer-davis-blog]

Could be a combination of both depending on how well they did last year. Awe, don’t tell me you’re really that scared of a flock of teens. We’re harmless.

[clark-remington]

Their results are no reflection on me. They all chose to be here,if they don't put in the work I'm not to be blamed. And young adults are just about the most terrifying groups of people on the planet, I'll have you know.

[queen-kenna-blog]

I always thought that by making tea not using milk we were already messing with the Brit. I guess I have to up my game. What about work? Or are you gonna become my trophy husband?

[clark-remington]

It's borderline blasphemy, is what it is. Not using milk in your tea... The horror of it all. Is that an official proposal, Makenna? I must admit that I was expecting more grandeur. A plane writing my name in the clouds,elephants, doves being released. A proper choreographed dance performed by a flashmob in the parking lot of the university... A cake, at the very least. You've gotten soft on me.

[queen-kenna-blog]

It could also be lost over the cutest and youngest professor at the University.

[clark-remington]

I'm almost sure it's revenge for a difficult test or something war related. "I'm feeling randomly patriotic,let's go mess with the Brit!" and all that rubbish. Can I come home and just lay my head in your lap and forget the world outside exists?

[clark-remington]

I'm honestly a bit terrified of some of my students.That look in their eyes makes me feel like I'm going to be the victim of their practical jokes again. Do I have a target painted on my back,or is it just punishment for being English?

[thesaintscanthelpme]

I’ve got a burning desire For you, baby.

[thesaintscanthelpme]

[yeahmydarling]

[lassos-welton]

[theoriginalsnews]

[queen-kenna-blog]

attatched

[queen-kenna-blog]

[clark-remington]

Valentine's Day 2015