go lie on the floor if you want

I mean that’s fair, there are must more fun things to focus on. But come on, you don’t like hearing about some gossip? 

Of course I love hearing about some gossip, but only interesting gossip, and Gradian gossip? Far from that.

I don’t think they are outdated but I understand that not everyone likes them. I agree there’s way to much covers of Christmas songs. The only people I listen to are the original songs, Mariah Carey, Michael Bublé and Justin Bieber.

Justin Bieber did a Christmas song? Christ, I couldn’t think of two worse combinations. As for Michael Bublé? Come on, the man is beyond stale by now. He’s practically a fossil.

it had been a long two weeks of late nights and early mornings, and despite the fact they lived together, they seemed to always end up missing the other, It was either one of them was already sleeping when the other got home, or one of them was still sleeping when the other got up, and Milo was missing Kinsley quite a lot. so he had wrapped up his day earlier, in attempts to surprise his boyfriend that evening, not long after Milo walked through the door, he texted his boyfriend, letting him know  When Milo got home that evening, he texted his boyfriend telling him not to be late home. 

A little after 8 had finally rolled around, Milo could hear his boyfriend struggling the get the front door open, before walking in his - no, It was their apartment. “First things first.” Milo spoke, downing the remaining wine in his glass, before moving over to his boyfriend and kissing him. “Now that’s out of the way, you’re 45 minutes late.”   @kxnscvlier​

When he finally got in the door, Kinsley dumped several bags of shopping at his feet and groaned dramatically as he pushed the door shut behind him, revelling in knowing he wouldn’t have to go out any more now that he was officially home for the evening — a wonderful feeling if ever he’d known one. 

“I went to Waitrose”, he said with a shrug, his arms making their way around Milo’s shoulders as the other kissed him, hiding his face in his boyfriend’s neck for a moment to stifle a yawn. “I’m still not prepared to trust your cooking, so I got some stuff to throw something in the oven, because i’m tired, and I don’t feel like slaving over a meal for 2 fucking hours or something. And I want no complaints of the fact.”

I love Christmas songs! Well most of them at least. They’re fun! I don’t listen to them everyday but I enjoy listening to them from time to time.

They’re outdated. And no, getting newer artists to cover them does not fix this problem, despite what the radio seems to think.

Now that Halloween is over, it’s officially Christmas time! I got all the Christmas decorations from the attic, put a Christmas playlist and i’m ready to decorate.

How is Christmas music not dead? Those things are overplayed so much in such a short period, it’s a wonder anyone can still stand them.

Buddy and I are feeling very lonely without a housemate. Is anybody looking for someone to share with? I can offer an over-excitable dog and all of my mess being hidden behind closed doors.

Sorry to break your heart, but i’m past the days of roommates now. I can only imagine how much you’d have liked to live with me.

Almost didn’t want that little vacation of mine to end, especially going from a beach to this winter weather. But what have I missed? I know there can only be so much excitement here but still. Fill me in. 

Can’t help you there. I’m not particularly invested in the lives of most people around here.

Worst experience of my life, disappointment is an understatement, I’m scarred here on out, find me a boyfriend, who’ll encourage me, not one who’ll baby me and insult me all with in the same sentence, and with all due disrespect, It was entirely your fault the chicken was undercooked, but let’s go on and pretend that we don’t both enjoy indulging in the occasional McDonalds meal. It’s deliciously questionably, and has me hating myself after every bite. 

Big talk, acting like you don’t love it, all from the same man who doesn’t hesitate to cuddle up on the sofa the second he gets in the door because he can barely keep his hands to himself for more than 5 seconds whenever i’m within proximity, or his hands off of himself whenever i’m not. Their mozzarella sticks are surprisingly amazing, and that’s the only good thing i’m going to say about it.

I always forget how much you like to complain.

Then allow me to take this time to remind you.

If it gets stuck, I’d say that’s probably too far.

I can think of far, far worse things.

I have seen you both naked, and I stand by my statement. Being ‘loved up’ doesn’t mean shit. It’s different.

How is it different?

CON: Your face is offensive

CON: It's not the same.

KINSLEY: Don't be so juvenile.

Evan: I mean you just come off a bit condesending but it's fine, I'm used to it.

Evan: ...

Evan: Of course not, Kinsley. You know that.

KINSLEY: I am who I am, you should know better than to take it as me actually being condescending.

THEO: uh?? WEIRD

THEO: bitch no, u've just got better at ignoring me

THEO: is this you rubbing it in my face?? huh??

THEO: fucking rude

KINSLEY: Oh, I muted you.

So true.

Well done for realising the obvious.

Sweetie, it’s so sad that I’m the only friend you can name.

I have Milo. And Connor. And Asher. And Vivian. So shut up.