#dating shit

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

I seen your post about having a crush on your best friend. I hope you manage to date them. Tho your post made me kinda sad, don't feel bad please!, cause I had a crush(still do) on my best friend but the day I went to ask them out they told me they started dating someone😭. Bad part is they are always holding hands. My jealousy is at an all time high level whenever he's near her. But like I hope you and your crush get together. Make it your mission to not be like me.

Wait- which post was this??? And oh yeah we dated for quite a bit before deciding we were better as friends and jesus that was a while ago- Ill say about the one plus to that relationship was it gave me an avenue to get ridiciously into theater which was honestly a pretty fun era.

Anyways I definently get the jealousy thing- b u t honestly its part of the risk for liking someone, them either not liking you back or getting with someone else. But again thats just dating in general, it sucks, but I promise you it will either sort itself out or you will end up feeling completely different in just a few months

Wish you luck though my dear <33

[corink]

me rippin off all my fuckin clothes the moment I get home: why haven’t I gotten laid more yet

me when someone just holds my hand on a first date: I”m not ready for this level of commitment we are moving too fast

[thedailyfucku]

Me and Raúl fell though the fucking wall

Yo pendejos!

This is a real fucking nightmare. So we tried to fix the goddamn hole in the wall on the weekend. Went to Home Depot and everything. Got the dry wall, plaster, paint.. all these fucking tools. Obviously neither of us know what the fuck we’re doing so we made a real fucking mess of it. We googled that shit too, but it still looked worse than when we started. 

Anyways, Raúl just couldn’t get past it. He was pretty fucking sure he could fix it up good as new. So we gave it another go last night. Ended up cutting a pretty big square outta the fucking wall so it weren’t so goddamn fiddly. But I guess I started getting bossy or whatever and we started arguing about the best way to do this shit. It wasn’t a fight, or even a real serious fucking argument, but we’re two fucking dudes trying to do that goddamn handyman crap. Shit is gonna escalate. 

So I’m telling Raúl he’s fucking wrong and he’s cursing in Spanish and eventually he tells me to shut the fuck up. Well I knew where this was going, so I told him to fucking make me, so he pushed me up against the wall and did his whole “Cállate la boca” thing, and he stuck his fingers in my mouth and told me to fucking suck them. That went straight to my dick and I couldn’t help myself from grinding up against his leg, so we were both there kinda dry humping each other against the wall. So Raúl is trying to get my pants off and I’m trying to take his off and I guess we weakened the wall by cutting a hole in it  cos there was a cracking sound and suddenly we’ve landed half inside the fucking wall, half in the spare goddamn bedroom.

We’re fucking covered in plaster and dust and whatever the fuck else and Raúl is on top of me where he landed, almost knocked the fucking wind outta me. And he just says “oops”. Fucking oops! And we both just cracked up fucking laughing and couldn’t stop. I had goddamn tears me in my eyes, man.

Anyways, it was dinner time by this stage so we got a pizza delivered and ate it sitting on the floor in the living room, in the mess we’d fucking made on the floor. At one point Raúl had pizza in his hand and says “te amo, Mickey” and leaned over to me so I thought he was gonna kiss me, and I was here for it so I leaned in. Then the fucker smashes the pizza in my goddamn face. Well at that point it was fucking on and we wrestled on the floor until I overpowered him and straddled him. Raúl started grabbing my ass and I ended up riding him right there on the living room floor. 

Now we gotta get someone to fix this fucking wall. A professional or some shit. Someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing.

The Bean is laying here next to me whinging because he’s hungry so I gotta get up and get him some breakfast or some shit to get him to shut up.

Milkovich out!

[thedailyfucku]

Almost busted by fucking Mexican mall cops

Hola perdedores!

Checked out Raúl’s first gig with his friend’s band last and I ain’t gonna lie it was fucking cool as shit. Look, I’m probably biased as fuck but it was real cool fucking music - some sort of Mexican hip hop shit with guitars and the main guy rapping and singing. Raúl is real good at bass guitar too. No way would anyone know he only just learned the fucking songs. He’s a real fucking natural at it. And maybe it’s just me but Raúl playing bass guitar was sexy as fuck.. him in his fucking tight jeans and the way the bass was slung around his hips and he was rolling his hips with the music and shit. Got half a fucking hard on just watching him.

Anyways, after the gig me and Raúl hung with the band for a bit having drinks and shit and they seemed like cool guys, spoke English pretty good so I could actually follow the goddamn conversation. We went home to my joint after but there was no goddamn food or coffee and we were hungry as all get out, so we went down the late supermarket and bought some food and whatever. Then when we were in the carpark which was almost fucking empty, Raúl jacked a fucking shopping cart and told me to get in. I fucking laughed at him, but he just grinned at me with his fucking eyes looking devious, so I jumped in the back of it and we took it in turns giving each other cart rides like fucking crazy teenagers, racing around the carpark in the dark with just the street lamps lighting shit up.

I ain’t laughed so much in fucking ages, man. But fuck me, I can’t keep up with Raúl. He’s fucking nuts sometimes. Anyways I went to kiss him and tell him I fucking love him, but suddenly there was yelling in Spanish and torches on us and these big ass Mexican mall cops were coming for us. It was fucking funny as but there’s no way I’m going down for fucking shopping cart races so we took off, jumped into Raúl’s truck and got the fuck outta Dodge. They didn’t follow us or nothin’ so it was all good.

Milkovich out!

[thedailyfucku]

Aww Mickey, you missing him, that's all. You got used to having him around, he probably lights up your grumpy place. his stuff, his drawings, sleeping & waking up to his smell and warmth. Now it looks empty. That's natural. Gonna get used to it. Ever thought that maybe Raul moved out because he too was getting too much attached to this routine and out of self preservation decided to move out before you showed signs that you expected him to? He didn't want to get used to staying there.

He coulda given me more than a few fucking hours warning, ay. I wish he fucking came out and said somethin’. I figured he was staying for a couple weeks. That’s what I thought was fucking happening.

[thedailyfucku]

Yo! Me and Raúl and the message and shit

Yo perras! 

Ain’t gonna lie, whoever sent in that message about Raúl needing to express shit but not saying it to me, kinda messed with my fuckin’ head. Felt like I needed to talk to him straight away and shit. So I fucking ran over there like some bitch, half expected him to be sitting on the doorstep waiting to tell me a bunch of shit that don’t make no sense, because.. well I don’t gotta fucking spell it out, ay.

Anyways he was chillin’ on his laptop doing some music and I kinda felt fucking bad for interrupting him. I said I found the message and we needed to talk, which weren’t the best thing to say, I fucking know that, so we went for a drive in his car up to that lookout we went to that other time. That massive fucking carnival is still on and there was a huge parade with floats all lit up and shit, and we could see it all from the roof of Raúl’s car. 

So we watched the carnival for a while and we didn’t really say much, which was a fucking first cos we talk alot for some reason. Then Raúl laid back on the roof, staring up at the stars and shit. He kinda sighed and said in a real quiet voice “Do you want to be with me, Meekey?” Fuck me, I felt like the world’s biggest piece of shit, just wanted to fucking hold him and whatever the fuck. So I laid down next to him and kissed him and shit, but I could tell he wasn’t really into it. 

He pulled away from me and says “Dime cómo te sientes. Bueno o malo” (tell me how you feel - good or bad), so I said I felt the same way as him. Still couldn’t say it which was some bullshit,  I know. So he asked me what was stopping me from saying shit and I said how I ain’t ever heard it or said it without some crap happening afterwards and I’m a goddamn fugitive so I’m kinda fucking waiting for shit to happen. He fucking grinned at me - grinned like it was a joke or some shit, and says “This is why we should take advantage of every moment, Meekey.”

So I laid there for a while, just letting that sink in and shit. And fuck me, he’s  right again, because of course he fucking is. So I closed my eyes, and I fucking said it. I SAID IT. “Te amo.” And I looked at him and he was smiling from goddamn ear to ear, and then he said it back to me and we both fucking laughed. Really fucking giggled and shit like a pair of goddamn teenagers. 

The carnival had some massive fucking fireworks on so we watched those for a while and then we went back to my joint and headed straight for bed. We started taking each other’s clothes off real slow and shit and we made out for a really long time, just touching each other everywhere, really fucking feeling it, and when we fucked it felt almost like it did when we were on acid.

Milkovich out!

[thedailyfucku]

Fucking relationship problems or some shit. Fuck.

Yo! Weird goddamn night last night, man. Still feeling pretty fucking weird about it this morning. I just smoked a joint to take the edge off, so I’m all fucking rambly and shit. 

Raúl was kinda quiet and shit last night. Didn’t seem like himself at all. We were hanging at his joint and it was hot as fucking balls so we went up to that lookout we went to fucking ages ago and sat on Raúl’s car and he played his guitar, strumming some chords and shit. Ain’t ever heard the song he was playing before, so I asked if it was new and he fucking laughed. Said he was making up stupid fucking lyrics in his head and starts playing and singing “I’m in love with a boy called Mickey, sometimes dating him is kind of tricky.”  This is my boyfriend, people! Fucking random smart ass. He’s so fucking weird.

Anyways I couldn’t stop fucking laughing and I ended up play fighting with him, straddling him and pinning him down onto the fucking roof of the car. For some reason I felt really goddamn overwhelmed by pretty much fucking everything right then. Just looking at his pretty face, and how funny and talented he is. I blurted out “I fucking love you, Raúl,” and fuck me he grinned like a goddamn cheshire cat. So I lean down to kiss him but he fucking stops me and says that he’d really like it if I said that shit to him more often. And he was saying how it’s fucking stupid but he just kinda likes to hear it. I told him to shut the fuck up cos it ain’t stupid to wanna hear that stuff. I get it. I do.

So we was quiet for a while, not sayin’ nothing but I eventually started telling him how the only time I ever said or heard them fucking words before him was when I was being dumped two seperate fucking times. I ain’t ever gone into the fucking details with him about any of that, so that was a first. Anyways I said I was fucking trying and I always feel strong shit for him but it don’t always occur to me to say it. 

He seemed to cheer up a bit after I spilled my fucking guts and then he puts his hands on my face and I know he’s about to say something fucking profound and he says “we have already said the words more than twice and things have only become better, not worse.” And he’s fucking right. He’s right. Because of course he fucking is. 

We went back to his place but we didn’t fuck or nothing. Got into bed and fucking cuddled and talked and kissed each other and shit. It was fucking weird. Raúl didn’t try to escalate the making out and I felt too much like a fucking piece of shit. Ended up falling asleep fucking cuddling and waking up this morning in the exact same position like we hadn’t fucking moved all night. That’s fucking gay, but anyway.

Anyways this morning I whispered into his fucking ear te amo like one of you tumblr fuckers told me to do so maybe he fucking heard me. 

Fuck knows what the point of this post even is. Whatever.

Milkovich out!