What What? O.o
12 years ago
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This is really not so much an important message, so much as to let everyone know where I've been, what I've been doing, so on and so forth.
:.:Living Situation:.:
Currently I'm living in my own apartment now. Been here for about 5 months now. And for $1,100 a month it's not to bad. I'm enjoying it very much and it gives me loads of privacy.
:.:Vehicle Status:.:
After I had to get rid of my 95 Chevy Baretta (I miss it so..), I was car-less for a while until I came upon a great deal. $400 for a 91 Honda Civic Hatchback. So far it's awesome, some minor repairs needed, but the compliments on the car have been non-stop.
:.:Relationship Status:.:
I have a lady now, whom we made it official on April 12th (yay me for easily remembering the date). She's a high school sweetheart of sorts in that we went to school together from Junior High all through High School. And we love each other dearly. She's not a furry, although she knows I am, and thinks it's pretty cool. She's an avid animal lover in that she loves all animals, and nearly breaks out in tears when she see's one dead on the road. (Which is adorably cute to me)
:.:Art Status:.:
I'd like to believe a lot of people are anticipating my next piece and such, but I've faced the fact that I'm not a very well known artist, and that my art is (for the lack of a better term) mediocre at best. I don't believe I suck by any means, but I'll never profess to believe I'm the best either.
I gave up on commissions being that the only real commission I ever got and pretty much the ONLY one I got felt to me more like a sympathy commission. (Not to say it wasn't a nice gesture, in fact it was a grand gesture from a good friend)
Anyway I'm working on a couple pieces very slowly for my dear friend
Chyne and one for myself. Just to really try to get my gears out of the rust as it were.
:.:Message for Chyne:.:
I'm going to be honest I couldn't bring myself to say this too you on the phone in the past let alone in a messenger without choking up emotionally, but this is the best I can do as I still don't fully understand why I get choked up.
Admittedly moving on with my life was no easy task, but luck came my way. It was ruff emotionally dealing with a breakup in the past, but because of the bond my sweet ex Chyne and I developed over those lovely years we had helped me to see what we have now is more than a friendship.
In the past on Second Life we started out as "brother/sister", but thinking back on it even though later on it became even more. During the "brother/sister" time, it seemed as though we were more lovers than anything. (Not that there was anything wrong with it)
But now when I think of you. It's in the truest sense of the word sister. I love you like one because the words we spoke to one another immediately after the breakup rang deep with that feeling inside. And for the most part we've been there for one another off and on when we needed to talk and or vent. (Well you did the venting lol but no worries, I like it). Even as I write this now I kind of feel like I'm chocking up, but in a happy way.
I do hope you feel the same way to me in a brotherly sense. We know each other so very well, and I'm truly happy the way things have gone.
<3
:.:Living Situation:.:
Currently I'm living in my own apartment now. Been here for about 5 months now. And for $1,100 a month it's not to bad. I'm enjoying it very much and it gives me loads of privacy.
:.:Vehicle Status:.:
After I had to get rid of my 95 Chevy Baretta (I miss it so..), I was car-less for a while until I came upon a great deal. $400 for a 91 Honda Civic Hatchback. So far it's awesome, some minor repairs needed, but the compliments on the car have been non-stop.
:.:Relationship Status:.:
I have a lady now, whom we made it official on April 12th (yay me for easily remembering the date). She's a high school sweetheart of sorts in that we went to school together from Junior High all through High School. And we love each other dearly. She's not a furry, although she knows I am, and thinks it's pretty cool. She's an avid animal lover in that she loves all animals, and nearly breaks out in tears when she see's one dead on the road. (Which is adorably cute to me)
:.:Art Status:.:
I'd like to believe a lot of people are anticipating my next piece and such, but I've faced the fact that I'm not a very well known artist, and that my art is (for the lack of a better term) mediocre at best. I don't believe I suck by any means, but I'll never profess to believe I'm the best either.
I gave up on commissions being that the only real commission I ever got and pretty much the ONLY one I got felt to me more like a sympathy commission. (Not to say it wasn't a nice gesture, in fact it was a grand gesture from a good friend)
Anyway I'm working on a couple pieces very slowly for my dear friend

:.:Message for Chyne:.:
I'm going to be honest I couldn't bring myself to say this too you on the phone in the past let alone in a messenger without choking up emotionally, but this is the best I can do as I still don't fully understand why I get choked up.
Admittedly moving on with my life was no easy task, but luck came my way. It was ruff emotionally dealing with a breakup in the past, but because of the bond my sweet ex Chyne and I developed over those lovely years we had helped me to see what we have now is more than a friendship.
In the past on Second Life we started out as "brother/sister", but thinking back on it even though later on it became even more. During the "brother/sister" time, it seemed as though we were more lovers than anything. (Not that there was anything wrong with it)
But now when I think of you. It's in the truest sense of the word sister. I love you like one because the words we spoke to one another immediately after the breakup rang deep with that feeling inside. And for the most part we've been there for one another off and on when we needed to talk and or vent. (Well you did the venting lol but no worries, I like it). Even as I write this now I kind of feel like I'm chocking up, but in a happy way.
I do hope you feel the same way to me in a brotherly sense. We know each other so very well, and I'm truly happy the way things have gone.
<3