I was going to say it's been a while but the gap between this post and the last is the same as the last gap. Just realized that it's simply because a lot has happened. Wow. I don't even know where to start here, I feel ecstatic. It all just seems too good to be true.
I'm writing this on my phone in bed in the dark of midnight(this time is evidently not uncommon in the slightest) because I'm currently at my father's house. After a nigh 4 long, eventful years, I'm finally back. My step-mother contacted me on Tuesday and asked if I would like to go on a holiday down to Wilson's Promontory Park, and to reconnect with my father's side of the family. Oh how I missed the hard carpet floors, the square, marble dining table, but most importantly, my father, and my adorable step-sisters. Or, step-sister, I should say, for the latter of the two was born during my absence from the family. Cherry(5) and Lucy(3) I call them. Obviously her name is not Cherry, but that's her nickname. I was the one who chose her actual name. She doesn't really remember me, but I can tell I atleast left an impression in her mind when she was still a little baby, considering how attached she is to me now. But that may just be a side-effect of suddenly gaining a second brother that isn't annoying and unbearably childish and autistic. It's fascinating to see how much she's grown, but it is most certainly not surprising. I still remember her cries, her first attempts at walking. She seems to take on the appearance of her mother, unlike me who everyone says is essentially a 1:1 replica of my father. I hope that, in this age where parenting is replaced with bright screens and loud noises, these girls will grow up to be dignified women. I hope, atleast. It doesn't seem to be going so well so far, considering they watch AI shorts of K-Pop Demon Hunters and cringy kids content, instead of normal stuff you'd see on the kids channel like Daniel Tiger, Charlie and Lola, Octonauts, Playschool, etcetera. However, they are both still very cute and innocent, so I'm praying it all turns out well in the end.
In regards to my father, I don't feel like disclosing much of what happened here, but at the end of the day we still love each other, and that's all that matters. For you atleast. He's doing fine, especially with the help of my step-mother. Fuck's sake, she might be the hardest-working mother I've ever seen. She carries the whole family on her back. My father's been unemployed for 2 years due to depression, and his age(51), so she's been working her ass off to provide for the family. She's also sorta into working out and dieting, and I cannot believe how much effort each day must take, with parenting, work, chores, shopping, and now exercise on her mind. My father fucking struck gold. I try my best to levy her workload but somehow she and her sister, who she flew over from Vietnam(yay! more White replacement!(I'm sorry)) seems to have it all under control.
Anyway, enough about them. It's my blog and I want to talk about me. So far, this may have been one of the greatest months in recent memory. Got a haircut. Yes. I finally got rid of all of that disgusting hair. I look much better now. Also slowly working my way into fashion has felt amazing. I love buying clothes. I love normiemaxxing. Pierced both ears instead of just one this time. Having one was fine but I let the hole heal a couple of years ago and recently I learned having one earring, especially on your right ear, was gay as fuck. I never knew. Also bought a necklace with a cross, which I'm sure all of you have seen already. It makes me happy and also hopefully heavily dimishes future sin considering I now have a symbol of Christ everywhere I go. Also bought a fuckton of skincare products. I only know surface-level information about skincare but my step-mum held my hand through it all, and I'm grateful. Now, onto the greatest, and easily the most important and life-changing event: I got a second dakimakura. Yes. Of Sylvie this time, my true, eternal waifu. New wife new life, they say(they don't say this), and I've turned over a new leaf. I am elated. She hasn't arrived yet but I can't stop thinking about her. About the nights we'll spend together. All the cum I'll spill over her thighs(this is a joke). I might just be the happiest man in the world. No. I am the most happiest man in the world. Everything just keeps getting better. But I couldn't have achieved this without 99% of the effort coming from my wonderful friends and family. I love them all. James, Yon, Juju, all of my mutuals on xitter, especially my closest mutuals, and everyone else. I love you all.
Also for all of you thinking "what the fuck?? this guy has two little step-sisters??? THIS GUY?!?! The guy who makes his whole personality about fucking kids and sisters??? this is worse than when he worked at an elementary school for year 10 work experience!!!" which I KNOW some of yous are thinking. Be not afraid. So far I haven't got an erection to them nor do I feel any attraction to them, so I doubt I am an incestuous pedophile. Yet atleast. Who knows. People change okay?! I still retain that disgust non-pedophiles feel when thinking about sexual things with children, and am against pedophilia. Do not worry. And I haven't met a real kid yet who's awoken anything in me, so there's likely nothing to awake. I just like lolis okay? That's it.