
They Don’t Know About Us (Empty Arena)
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dear diary,
Me again! I would’ve written to you over Christmas but I was away with friends. Well I really wasn’t but I’ll let daddy think that. I got lots of Christmas presents this year — lots of Disney stuff and ooh, a promise ring too! I guess I forgot to mention that I’ve got a boyfriend, I’m sorry! I meant to tell you but you know, it’s got to be kept secret but don’t tell a soul!
I’m dating Xavier — yes, my stepbrother. I know it’s wrong and like, against the law and I shouldn’t but — he’s… different. No one knows about us because if they did, they’d try to tear us apart and I don’t want that. He makes me really happy and he makes me giggle. He also cares a lot about me and I know that this could be a phase but it’s not. We’re keeping this secret because when we graduate, we’re running away. We’re going to New York and changing our identities so that we could be together without hiding what we have. I’m honestly counting down the days.
The girl he’s pretending to date is such a slag and all she does is bully me. She used to be my best friend until she assumed that I was fucking Xavier behind her back. I deemed her mad but she didn’t know how right she was. Oh, well. I am fucking Xavier though and I really like it because wow, he’s just wow! He’s fit and he really likes eating me out more than me just sucking him off. Oops, I’ve said too much, haven’t I? I don’t feel bad because he’s got godlike fingers and tongue! Okay, I’ve gotten way to carried away because I’m getting heated and Xavier’s gone to get groceries so I’m alone. :(
About the promise ring — Xavier gave it to me. He promised that we’ll always be together no matter what and that he loves me more than anything. He also promised that we’ll get married when we run away and I’m excited for that because I want to be his wife. Regan Hunt doesn’t sound so bad. I’m madly in love with him and I want to shout it to the world.. too bad I can’t. Hopefully I can soon.
Imagine Person A shampooing and rinsing Person B’s hair in the shower - whilst Person B gives Person A oral sex.

A Drop In The Ocean - Ron Pope
I don’t wanna waste the weekend
If you don’t love me pretend
A few more hours then it’s time to go