#uncensoredinsomnia

[unfcrtunatescul]

You're getting this now because I don't need a holiday to remind me to be grateful to have you. So before the world drowns the day in mouthfuls of hypocrisy, I figured it wouldn't be such bullshit if I say it now. (Goes for Dean and you)

You fucking sap. This was so goddamn sweet. How dare you?! <3

I almost want to find you and smack you for it. 

I’ve already said this many, many times but I’ll say it again because I truly am so grateful to have you and Punk in my life and in Dean’s. You are my number one person and have always been faithful to me even with the time spent away from writing and just being around each other much like Punk/brose.. It’s no wonder we’re damn good together. But unlike Dean, I have no troubles in saying that I love you, asshole. And I hope that you’re doing well and all of that good shit because like it or not that shit matters to me most of all. Even if we don’t talk a lot. And I don’t need holidays to tell you all of that because you better just know this. To quote my boy, I still like you. I’m not even sure he truly said that, but who’s checking? Not me.

Also, I got a really ugly anonymous message just a bit ago and seeing this takes away all of that dark shit that was in my head earlier, so thank you for that, too.

[unfcrtunatescul]

||Honestly, you're a pain in the ass because of how good you are with Dean. I adore you and you're special but you're also a fucker because you make it seem so easy to not only push Punk's buttons but mine too. You're seriously amazing with him and I love the details and thought you put into things.

1-800-HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL?

Look, alright. I know just how much of a pain in the ass I have been in all the years I’ve known you, but you know VERY damn well that I am YOUR FAVORITE PAIN IN THE ASS, SO just admit that you love me already because SAME, YA JERK. <3

In all seriousness, I was completely unsure of myself before I found you and wrote with you. You changed my views on many things and developed me into a better writer and person because I needed to chill the hell out back then, so thank you. With my whole heart. You are absolutely my favorite person and if you leave me again I will take a page out of my Deano’s book and hunt you down to fight you about it. Got it? Good. XO

[eccentriccincinnatiscrapper]

Rolling his eyes a bit as he moved his way to the back rubbing the back of his neck. Yeah he got it. The crowd had no fucking problem telling everyone who they liked. He didn’t usually care but it was getting to the point where that was all he was hearing whenever he stepped out of the curtain and into the ring. He knew that the way the crowd was, they would pick someone they really liked and that would be their guy. He just didn’t understand why it had to be during his shit that he had to hear the crowd chanting for the little bastard. He didn’t think he was going to come back any time soon if at all. But hey whatever made those people happy all he knew was that he generally hated coming here now. Ever since CM Punk decided he was done, not saying that what had happened wasn’t total bullshit because it was. It was total bullshit but Jon didn’t see the point in just walking out in leaving. Though he did seem to find some of Paul’s shit, either one really, to be rather interesting whenever they talked about him. Seemed that they were good at trolling the crowd that would chant for him or want him to come back either there at the arena or hell probably at home. Didn’t matter that seemed to be driving him nuts. Moving his away back towards the back after their segment. Which he did nearly have to yell into the mic just to get it hard for a moment or two. He wasn’t going to let it show that it bothered him because he knew if he did they’d keep on doing it. He knew how fans worked. Had been in the business long enough to figure that one out. So it was easier to be louder than usual. Jon could do that without too much trouble.

But right now he had moved back into the locker room finding a place to be on his own a bit to get ready for his match. He fucking kept feeling a bit of annoyance and anger for the older man whenever they heard that chant. There was a mix of things for him that seemed to cause that. Besides the chants, the constant reminders that he wasn’t even around anymore and the fact that it always seemed that they had him losing to the fucker before he decided it was time to go home and stay home letting that contract of his run out. He knew that some of it might have just been the fact that certain parts him weren’t working like the used to. Like he heard something about him doing things like his usual elbow drops and all that shit and figured that there could very well be others at the moment. Looking towards his stuff he grabbed his phone just figuring he might as well.

Grabbing his phone not really thinking about just moving through his list of contacts before finding the man he was looking for a bit of annoyance as he moved to send him a message before going back to getting ready for later that night. ‘Hard to believe the fact that you don’t even have to be here and you still manage to piss me off sometimes.’ He sent rolling his eyes a bit knowing that he was going to regret that the moment after he sent it. But hey whatever. Wasn’t like he couldn’t just ignore it if he did something that annoyed him. Jon could always just turn off the phone after a while. Harder to do that when he was actually face to face talking to the man.