Fucking great day yesterday.
First we had the pink breakfast, went to Subway for lunch, that’s all been said.
Oh, but the evening was just grand. W cooked a meal with a Japanese structure; tiny portions, but so many courses, and after that we had chocolate fondue. There was wine, which was very nice, of course, but it was the present that he’d got that really put the icing on the cake.

W bought me ecstasy for our three year anniversary.
Oh. Fucking. YES!

We dropped them when we got to the after dinner cigarette and drink, and went for a walk. Maybe it was the pills, maybe I was caught up in the mood, who knows, but I have never felt so close to another human being before. And his lips just kept finding mine, and it was a beautiful, lovely and drunken evening.

I fell asleep around 4am with his arms still wrapped around me.