Wow..my last entry really sucked. It was so shitty because, not only was it typed out on my phone but also it was a poem, that rhymed, that I fell asleep writing. And I was completely infuriated but I will spare details and write about them later in nice little metaphors. I would really have to rewrite it but i don’t feel like doing that now. Fuck it’s nice to type on a computer again. I can actually go back and fix my mistakes while I type stuff out, keep my thoughts in check, flowing properly.
Speaking of clear thoughts, I ended up ordering two 32.8 oz ( 930g) cans of Tim Horton’s Fine Ground Coffee…I caved, hardcore. I needed my Timmie’s, and now I’m a happy Timmy’s Wolf, as Bat likes to call me hehe..
I’m diving deeper and deeper into making clothing now…Since Christmas my clay works have somewhat halted, apart from this thing I’m making for Bat’s birthday. If I’m not playing Minecraft or sleeping, I’m making clothing..I’ve made some interesting pieces, I’m definitely not in the norm. I can’t really explain my style..I’d post pics but even though Miso was nice enough to tell me how to post them, I’m still too technologically illiterate to figure it out. But I’d really like to show you all my creations so maybe I’ll be able to figure it out some day..
Either way, with my creativity, my ability to build anything out of nothing. And I can make it breathtaking if I wish. I don’t see much in myself but if there is any potential inside of me, it lies in my creativity and my ability to improvise anything hands on and make it work, (for example, I made wrist and ankle straps for our bed, for when Bat feels like tying me down for some torture play, with yarn, a bit of tissue and duct tape. it’s looped to be adjustable around wrist and ankles without having to ever be cut and it’s a strong fucking yarn, so no, I can’t break out…made my own whip too, it hurts..) and my stubbornness to push myself to my limits keeps me trying and trying again. I thank my father for these qualities.
As for the whole Tiger, Bat and me thing…sigh..I’m not getting into details, but I’m so incredibly sick and tired of this bullshit. I hate her so much (of course the last entry was about her) I’ve been calling her a whore lately, not to her, of course, but to Bat. Bat and I don’t have physical contact with her, she lives in a different state, I forget where and I don’t have her number, only Bat does. My Hatred towards Tiger is born from her hatred towards me. I could have loved her but she hates me because Bat chose me, because Bat married me. But she understands him so well, and they need to keep contact, though she wants me hanging from the fucking gallows. I don’t know what to do about this. He said something about her apparently not having much longer to live and I laugh at that fact. She hurt me. Parts of the conversation between them hurts me. I want her dead. I want her dead!!
Fuck I don’t want to end this entry on a bad note again, makes me look mental.
So anyways! I have Timmie’s finally. Almost a year since I’ve had it. Fucking feels great..I just wish it was more available..I never thought I’d see the day that I’d be ordering Tim Horton’s on Amazon…oh well, at least I got it! So, YAY! no real complaints here.
later,
-Wolfy
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- Jan. 31, 2015, 11:41 a.m.
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Last updated August 10, 2015
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