With Your Feet on the Air and Your Head on the Ground

Well, mister

Your tongue is rather soft.  Yes.  It is precisely how a tongue should feel.

I’m glad you’re ambitious in that area, or at least somewhat, because I am not.  And if it were totally up to me, we might never have gotten past a simple kiss.  A kiss like that of a grandma’s.

That would be unfortunate.

But you love me.  And that is phenomenal.

I have partaken in the adoration of you as well.  Your hair is soft, and you smell like kisses.

I love John, too, of course.  And Pretzel.

Oh yeah, alright. Are you gonna be in my dreams

tonight?

Holy wow I’m glad I got some more happiness.

How fantastic it will be to kiss you whilst high!  Oh yes, it’ll be great. 

Oh Alyx.  You’re doomed to be humiliated and depressed.  Because he’s mine, mmk?  Stupid scenie >=[

He enjoys you not!  And he is not your teddy bear or anything otherwise cuddly and affectionate.  He is meowface, and he is mine.

To attend school

Or not to attend school

Hmm

well

depends on how my vagina figures it will behave.

Hoorah for painful menstruation to soon be over due to the aid of my father's rationality!  Birth control, interesting.

Although, Daddy, be aware, I'm not having sexual relations, alrightttt? 

Mm

if only I beasted.

Oh wait,

I do =]