Flying-kittens

Happy Place The beach… We always come here when he visits, I don’t really know why, I guess it's just fun, walking without shoes, hand in hand laughing like the world around us doesn’t matter anymore. Sure we look at them and they look back, giving us awkward glances but we didn’t care if they thought we were gay or not, maybe we were, why would people care? I don’t think it would affect their lives or something. Anyway, Felix and I would sit bare footed on the sand, listening to the waves of the ocean mixed with our laughter. We'd exchange talks about many things, planning for what we should do next, what we w

        “Ian!” I call into the living room.     “What?” He calls back.     “Get in here!!” A few seconds later, Ian comes strutting in.     “Sup?” He asks.     “Um, I was on your computer earlier today and um, why do you have pictures of me on it?” His face turns red.     “Why the hell were you on my computer?” He asks.     “Mine wasn’t working.” I say calmly.     “Well I don’t know why you think I have pictures of you. Cause I don’t.”     “Ian! Yes you do! There in a folder on your desktop titled ‘Anth