"Oh god!!" I shouted out, I remember running my hands down his back. Our lips lock as we kiss, I hope this never ends. the pleasure of banging women never gets me as excited as banging my own sex. "Harder" he told me. An hour later we where just laying there him and I, we spoke about life and how he had a fiancé and a little girl named willow. He said that even though he had a family it still felt like he was missing somebody in his life. I told him that I would be there for him if he needed anyone. Him:"My life just seems empty" Me:"Okay.... Well I'm here for you if you ever want to have a good time" "Oh don't torture me" he laughed The next day was Sunday and I would get to go out on the town and not worry about not finding girls to fuck. I feel like such a guy slut though, I make Donnie happy and we both can see that, I just wish I could have him in my life forever but everyone knows that we won't ever be 'together together' because he already has a family argh!! Why is love so Hard!! he's just so perfect.
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He sent this to me after he got a new tattoo. God it's so difficult not to look at him. Sunday night I went to Rock Vegas on the corner of Main Street in New York (aka a really nice bar in New York) I instantly was surrounded by girls in shorts that showed a little bit of ass cheek, and come on who wouldn't get turned on by a nice ass. So I went to the counter and ordered pretty much whatever I saw on the menu first. As I was looking around the room I noticed a familiar face, "Ronnie what are you doing here?" I said walking up to him "hey wat up this is Crissy my fiancé , Crissy this is my best friend Brendon, He's the singer for Panic! At the disco" Ronnie explained
