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Herro everyone, it’s yo nigga; Terrance Prescott. Here to bring you another sample of living, the not so human way. If you aren’t used to my nihilistic, cynical & rebellious ways; you’re about to be because this past weekend is everything but you & you’re going to enjoy it. Want to know why? Well, here it go!!
Back in October 2016, I was working into the wee hours of the night. Sometime, early in the morning; I came across somebody looking at my profile. Who had black hair, with a jaw guardian; lifting a kayak out of a river like he just accomplished training for the olympics. His name is a Ricardo, he had me with that profile pic; growlr was never the same after him & neither was my mind. Our first day of contact had me clutching my red & crimson pearls like somebody finally submarined their way into the deep blue to bring me up to the surface. I will always consider him talking me to slumber that morning & me returning the favor the next night; a miracle I couldn’t even imagine. So I treasured him & opened up to him further to the point he came to visit me in January 2017; he said he knew when he finally laid eyes on me in person. Then the proposal happened…
There’s two different versions; the x rated one & the polite explanation of it. Politely, we talked about our connection after his visit. Like we haven’t talked about keeping him in the states regardless but I wanted him in my life forever after meeting him. He said yes to the proposal. I bought the rings, had them delivered from Spain & took a selfie with them. I was his #MCM the Monday before I came to visit. I started writing my vows after that, he started writing his vows after that. We had a hell of a week, of ups & downs separately but forever kept our eyes on the prize. Because when we finally saw each other again, it was like falling into a liquid mirror; his hug was so mighty I felt at home. We began to build more to it, on a difficultly hilarious ride to his abode. Talking about feelings, the move, explaining other trivial things of the week, warning me of what’s around East Haddam, holding each other’s hands, massaging the back of each other’s heads, kissing at red lights, making him pull over to actually make out & getting to know each other again.
It’s enormous how strangers from two different lives have dark hearts that are just as warm as the sun; defy traditions of social norms to build a connection literally based off our initial contact. No Disney channeling, no Tyler Perry channeling, no box office channeling; no relations to anything. It was just a simple Ricardo & Terrance thing; hoping that each other stay interested in one another to the point that we both might as well do the damned thing. I was sooooooooooo at home that I dreamt of him every night. That first night had us snowing all over each other; it was miraculous like the Snowland of Miracles from Story #22: Troubled Kingdoms. Where it’s one of the only exact vortexes of happiness & faith within all of my stories. My cellular structure was tested all weekend, from feeling his fur all over my body, to the actual sex, to the jokes that no one else would ever get, to proving that we loved each other for who we really are. Ricardo is a softy, hardcore, hard working Portuguese man who would rather have a simple life of proving that caring will help out humanity versus cruelty leading the way. He is such a gentleman, I don’t put anything past him not ever volunteering, him helping out the less fortunate is an exact pin point of his star filled energy that indicated to me that all he needs are true hugs, true kisses, true affection & true words. His constellation is named Odin Callisto, for his ability of recognizing war & chaos but having the willingness to battle through it. With a natural born rebel that sees both sides of the fence, waters both sides of the fence so he never loses sight of all of the pictures. This rebel will provide shelter for every star even if he understands that not every star is a winner, saint, lover or a guardian. Ricardo is mentally powerful enough to deal with Good, Neutral & Evil Terrance because he has been mentally guided to understand rather than judge. Even when I exposed all of my horrid tendencies that come off combative, racist & proud; he never gave the ring back. He stood beside me while I tried to explain to his gayrents, who I am as a person; cause I don’t go around talking to strangers about how I feel about ethnicities, the race war, politics, human rights, how women need to be paid more & how I feel that abortion should have representatives on every first floor of hospitals.
Moving along; taking photos at Gillette Castle strengthened our home base, the perfect cock ring tested the temperature of our home base, evaluating our spending habits solidified our home base, recognizing our gifts decorated our home base, discussing our short comings brought energy to our home base & our vows; changed our world.
Myself, “If I were a dragon, I’d eat him. If I were the flesh eating virus, I’d bone him. If I were a black hole, he’d never come back. For the way he adds on to my completion, I believe he deserves an easier life. I’m going to try to give it to him like Oprah used to do her old guests. From all of the times he sent me upside down smileys to believing in me to oopsies he has to shave his beard off to proving how brave he is to giving me the things I want; he’s going to get treated like a king because he has always been royal to me. Instinctually, I tend to dive in head first because I’m dangerously brave like that. He has kept me afloat, even times during silence. Always throwing light around to remind me the direction I need to go in; whether it’s selfishly directed to him or to see me flourish as an artist. His intentions are pure like napalm; fuel that keeps the beacon alive & the heart pumping. May he forever be around for my survival & may he be able to survive. Muahahahaha!
Back in October 2016, I was working into the wee hours of the night. Sometime, early in the morning; I came across somebody looking at my profile. Who had black hair, with a jaw guardian; lifting a kayak out of a river like he just accomplished training for the olympics. His name is a Ricardo, he had me with that profile pic; growlr was never the same after him & neither was my mind. Our first day of contact had me clutching my red & crimson pearls like somebody finally submarined their way into the deep blue to bring me up to the surface. I will always consider him talking me to slumber that morning & me returning the favor the next night; a miracle I couldn’t even imagine. So I treasured him & opened up to him further to the point he came to visit me in January 2017; he said he knew when he finally laid eyes on me in person. Then the proposal happened…
There’s two different versions; the x rated one & the polite explanation of it. Politely, we talked about our connection after his visit. Like we haven’t talked about keeping him in the states regardless but I wanted him in my life forever after meeting him. He said yes to the proposal. I bought the rings, had them delivered from Spain & took a selfie with them. I was his #MCM the Monday before I came to visit. I started writing my vows after that, he started writing his vows after that. We had a hell of a week, of ups & downs separately but forever kept our eyes on the prize. Because when we finally saw each other again, it was like falling into a liquid mirror; his hug was so mighty I felt at home. We began to build more to it, on a difficultly hilarious ride to his abode. Talking about feelings, the move, explaining other trivial things of the week, warning me of what’s around East Haddam, holding each other’s hands, massaging the back of each other’s heads, kissing at red lights, making him pull over to actually make out & getting to know each other again.
It’s enormous how strangers from two different lives have dark hearts that are just as warm as the sun; defy traditions of social norms to build a connection literally based off our initial contact. No Disney channeling, no Tyler Perry channeling, no box office channeling; no relations to anything. It was just a simple Ricardo & Terrance thing; hoping that each other stay interested in one another to the point that we both might as well do the damned thing. I was sooooooooooo at home that I dreamt of him every night. That first night had us snowing all over each other; it was miraculous like the Snowland of Miracles from Story #22: Troubled Kingdoms. Where it’s one of the only exact vortexes of happiness & faith within all of my stories. My cellular structure was tested all weekend, from feeling his fur all over my body, to the actual sex, to the jokes that no one else would ever get, to proving that we loved each other for who we really are. Ricardo is a softy, hardcore, hard working Portuguese man who would rather have a simple life of proving that caring will help out humanity versus cruelty leading the way. He is such a gentleman, I don’t put anything past him not ever volunteering, him helping out the less fortunate is an exact pin point of his star filled energy that indicated to me that all he needs are true hugs, true kisses, true affection & true words. His constellation is named Odin Callisto, for his ability of recognizing war & chaos but having the willingness to battle through it. With a natural born rebel that sees both sides of the fence, waters both sides of the fence so he never loses sight of all of the pictures. This rebel will provide shelter for every star even if he understands that not every star is a winner, saint, lover or a guardian. Ricardo is mentally powerful enough to deal with Good, Neutral & Evil Terrance because he has been mentally guided to understand rather than judge. Even when I exposed all of my horrid tendencies that come off combative, racist & proud; he never gave the ring back. He stood beside me while I tried to explain to his gayrents, who I am as a person; cause I don’t go around talking to strangers about how I feel about ethnicities, the race war, politics, human rights, how women need to be paid more & how I feel that abortion should have representatives on every first floor of hospitals.
Moving along; taking photos at Gillette Castle strengthened our home base, the perfect cock ring tested the temperature of our home base, evaluating our spending habits solidified our home base, recognizing our gifts decorated our home base, discussing our short comings brought energy to our home base & our vows; changed our world.
Myself, “If I were a dragon, I’d eat him. If I were the flesh eating virus, I’d bone him. If I were a black hole, he’d never come back. For the way he adds on to my completion, I believe he deserves an easier life. I’m going to try to give it to him like Oprah used to do her old guests. From all of the times he sent me upside down smileys to believing in me to oopsies he has to shave his beard off to proving how brave he is to giving me the things I want; he’s going to get treated like a king because he has always been royal to me. Instinctually, I tend to dive in head first because I’m dangerously brave like that. He has kept me afloat, even times during silence. Always throwing light around to remind me the direction I need to go in; whether it’s selfishly directed to him or to see me flourish as an artist. His intentions are pure like napalm; fuel that keeps the beacon alive & the heart pumping. May he forever be around for my survival & may he be able to survive. Muahahahaha!
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