Holy. Shit. Diary. I don’t know what I like best. Alexander when he’s making me moan his name, or Alexander when he moans my name.

Yeah—as you can probably tell, a lot of things happened since that last time where I was being very dramatic about us being dramatic because of the drama caused by us being human beings living our lives and having emotions.

Yeahhhhh.

So, this morning was interesting. I woke up next to a very naked Alex while also being very naked myself. And I was afraid he was going to freak out, but he just giggled and kissed me.

Diary. HE. GIGGLED.

BY HE, I MEAN ALEX. ALEX GIGGLED.

Can you believe that? Because I couldn’t believe it. I still kind of don’t. I don’t mean that in a bad way, cause’ trust me, it was extremely cute. But like… how the fuck are things going so well when I was afraid that we were going to break up or fight or just start hating each other a few days ago? Also, this might be too much information, but holy crap was last night great. Alex was so… relaxed for once, and that also made me hella relaxed too, since my fear of doing something wrong was shoved deeply away, in the back of my mind, once I saw that he was really into what we were doing.

God, I feel embarrassed talking about this even though I know nobody will read what I’m writing but still… it was really intimate, diary, my dude, like, I can’t. We didn’t even go all the way, and even with that, for some reason, it feels like we went way past the infamous home-run. I don’t know how to explain it, but it was great, and he still made me breakfast in bed even though I could tell he was exhausted.

I’m really happy.

Really. Really happy.

I guess this is kind of a short update on my life, and since it’s still just eleven in the morning, I don’t have much more to say—well, technically, I do, but if I think about it too much, I’m going to get a boner, and Alex told me we were leaving to buy a Christmas tree soon, so it’s probably not a good idea to summon David Jr. right now.

Soooo… other stuff… other stuff, let’s see… Oh yeah! I told myself I’d try to write a bit better. I guess I kind of confessed to Alex this morning that I was keeping a diary and he made this joke about how he was sure that I was using it like an empty chatroom.

Then, when I said nothing, he gave me a pat on the head and walked out with his coffee.

I thought that was gonna be the end of it, turns out it wasn’t. “Hey, David! You might want to be careful, soon you may forget how to use punctuation properly since you’ve got no one to correct you through text messages anymore!” I know he said that as a joke, or well… it’s probably better to call it a friendly taunt, because I could tell he just wanted to poke fun at me, but in a sense, I think Alex might be right. I mean, it’s not like Mark or Nog are going to give me lessons on spelling like Alex used to. And now that I’m here with him, I guess I am falling back into my bad habits when it comes to English, and I’m kind of afraid I’ll take those back with me to classes next semester if I continue slacking off during these entries after all the progress I made before coming here (yeh, your boy got all those good grades in English class lmao believe it… also, it was probably thanks to Alex so idk what to make of that tho hahaha).

Damn, now I’m thinking about having to go back to live with my parents.… fuck.

It’s stupid, but I didn’t really remember our time was limited. I mean, I knew it was, but it just didn’t seem real until now.

I was so preoccupied with doing things right and arriving on time and not messing up and, all that I forgot about the end.

It’s going to be lonely without him. Even with calls and video chats, and sending each other dumb stuff in the mail, I don’t…

After living with Alex for more than a couple days, and having this perfect life of waking up to him each morning and not to my mom yelling at me because I’m sleeping in on my alarm clock, it really makes me wish I wasn't so far away.

Man, now I’m thinking about what I’m going to do next year.

I really need to have a talk with my parents, maybe Mark too (he’s good with uni stuff). On the bright side though, I’m definitely not horny anymore… lol gotta find those silver linings somewhere.

…Yeah okay, I used one lol in a proper sentence, diary, what are you going to do about it? Nothing!!! (I wish I could find some way to put an evil laugh inside a diary entry because I would totally do it now if I could.)

Anyway, I think Alex just stopped working because he’s not blasting Warrior Tribe’s soundtrack at full volume anymore, so I should probably take that as a sign to stop writing and get my ass out of bed (to be fair, I cleaned the whole apartment and then got back into bed, don’t judge me diary, I’m a grown man, and if I want to be lazy, then lazy I will be).

CHRISTMAS TREE HERE WE COME.