jesse rose

jameson-monroe: Well, if I could smile, I’d walk around all the time with pudding face. Just for...

Sat, 12 May 2012 13:01:30 -0400

Well, if I could smile, I’d walk around all the time with pudding face. Just for you.

Do you find this distracting?

Well, I appreciate it, love. I’m glad you’d be willing to oblige my wishes and let me see your smile. I -

You are without a doubt the most absurd and ridiculous man I’ve ever met, you know that. You take the cake. You’re lucky you’re cute, yeah?

jameson-monroe: I know exactly how you’re feeling, Jesse. I think my face tries to smile… does that...

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:53:17 -0400

jameson-monroe:

I know exactly how you’re feeling, Jesse. I think my face tries to smile… does that make sense? I just look like… nothing.

It’s always good to hear that.

I know exactly what you mean. It absolutely makes sense. That’s probably what I hate most about this godforsaken place, y’know? Not that I can’t smile, but that I can’t see yours. I miss that the most.

Packing my things up.

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:45:04 -0400

flynnkennedy:

Well that’s the last time I offer you my opinion….jesus mate, you should probably trying pulling that stick out of your ass.

Here’s my opinion - don’t offer advice to someone who enjoys the idea of causing you bodily harm, yeah? Just a thought.

jameson-monroe: Well, I love you. Every single day I see you, you make me wish I could smile....

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:36:08 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Well, I love you.

Every single day I see you, you make me wish I could smile. Until I found you again, I didn’t realize how much I missed it.

I love you too, darling.

Packing my things up.

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:33:17 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Do you need some help?

You should know by now that I’d never turn down your company, love.

Packing my things up.

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:27:32 -0400

flynnkennedy:

Why don’t you just hire someone to do it?

Because I’d rather not have somebody digging through all my personal items deciding what’s worthwhile to pack. But thank you, as always, for your contribution, Flynn.

Packing my things up.

Sat, 12 May 2012 12:24:33 -0400

ziavaughn:

Where ya goin’?

Not too far, honestly. Everywhere’s the same in this dreary little place, no matter where you go. I’m just relocating, moving in with a very near and dear friend of mine.

I’m not sure we’ve met yet, have we? I’m Jesse.

Packing my things up.

Sat, 12 May 2012 11:59:26 -0400

It’s more of a pain in the ass than I remember.

Sat, 12 May 2012 08:52:35 -0400

ooc

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 22:05:07 -0400

this is mostly to Jameson - my Internet exploded and my entire computer froze. currently trying to fix it but I dunno how well it will work ): i’m on my phone right now.

I just bloody give up. I'm done.

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 20:20:00 -0400

jameson-monroe:

You’re not being very fair to yourself and I’m not going to sit around and watch you do that to yourself. I love you. Okay?

You’re going to do what I say, for once.

I - okay. Alright. I love you too, you know that? You’re too good for me. You’re perfect.

So, I’m moving in with you then. I guess it’s settled. It’ll be like old times, yeah?

I just bloody give up. I'm done.

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 20:11:50 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Stop. Stop it. Please. It’s hard enough down here, love, without you having to beat yourself up. You’re better than that job, that’s why you couldn’t keep it. Besides, your boss had it in for you. Okay?

I’m not asking you. You’re going to do it.

I’m not beating myself up, Jamie, I’m facing reality. And the reality is that I can’t even support myself here, and it’s ridiculous. It’s fucking ridiculous.

I - you’re not giving me a choice here, are you?

I just bloody give up. I'm done.

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 20:01:45 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Jesse… that’s no excuse. You can’t do this to me! I was so worried about you… and not even a fucking phone call? I mean… really?

Come stay with me, Jess. Really. You don’t need this stress and neither do I.

Look, I know it’s not an excuse, alright? I shouldn’t have left, I - I should’ve let you know or something, but I already felt like shit because I can’t even hold down a job washing dishes, for christ sake. And that’s humiliating. I can’t even pay my own bills, Jamie, can’t afford my apartment.

I’m sorry, Jamie. I - I can’t do that, though. I’m not putting that burden on you.

I just bloody give up. I'm done.

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 19:53:31 -0400

jameson-monroe:

What’s a matter with you? And, more importantly, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!

I - look, I didn’t want to up and leave without a word, alright? I’m sorry. I just didn’t know… I didn’t know what to do. I lost my job, yeah? I got fired. That’s why I was gone.

I just bloody give up. I'm done.

Mon, 19 Mar 2012 19:34:17 -0400

The silence around here's a bit unsettling.

Tue, 13 Mar 2012 20:31:54 -0400

Finally got off work for the night.

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:51:09 -0400

jameson-monroe:

No, no, you’re perfect. Not me, but thank you, love, I do try. And… be careful, I might not ever let you leave. You’ll be a prisoner, is that alright?

A prisoner, hm? Is that a promise?

Finally got off work for the night.

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:27:07 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Aw, your face is just too precious. Yes! I will make us waffles. And I’ll make yours extra special. I wrangled up some fruit, do you want some fruit on top? Cuddles and waffles are perfect, with you.

You know what’s perfect? You’re perfect. So bloody perfect. I can’t wait to get there and just snuggle into the couch with you, wrap my arms around you and share waffles with you. Everything with you.

Finally got off work for the night.

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 21:58:50 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Yeah. I’ll be waiting for you. And maybe I’ll ditch the idea of canned cheese and make us waffles instead?

Really? You’d make us waffles? I used to love your waffles. They were brilliant. I remember, Saturday mornings I’d used to get up and I could already smell them in the kitchen by the time I got out of bed. Waffles and cuddles, sounds perfect.

Finally got off work for the night.

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 21:45:13 -0400

jameson-monroe:

Aw, darling. You’re so tired… it’s all that cleaning you have to do. How about you do come over here and fall asleep. I’ll stroke your hair. I like doing that.

I might eat easy cheese too…

Mm, tell me why that sounds absolutely wonderful right about now. So relaxing. I’ll be over soon, yeah? ~~But then you’ll taste like easy cheese when I kiss you, love, and I prefer the taste of your lips far more than that of over processed canned dairy.~~