Land of Cuddles and Snuggles~! ♥ (Mostly)

Happy days, sad days, glorious days, crappy days, Streaming fails, lying websites, sneaky fees online, A part of me wishes to ignite the Internet, what a blaze, Just imagine as we feast on charred Internet, sounds fine! Snuggles, cuddles, pillow, puppy, teddy bear and more, It's the little things in life that piss you off the most, I don't know why nor do I care, just nuzzle and adore, The company of those you enjoy, or eat some jam & toast. I don't even know what I'm writing, it's just random stuff, Making it up as I go along, who doesn't do that though? Such is my approach to life, but I don't think nearly enough, Guess I can do what Elsa keeps singing about: Let it Go. I'm anxious as Hell, scared of loud noises, people and change, Yet some changes I'd like to have, such as someone to hug, Someone to accept all of my flaws, though this is out of range, Fleeting desires tha

Monday evening, the night had begun to fall down upon the land, dusk looming like fog in the distance, scattered rays of a bleeding sun scrape across the darkening sky like a fan of knives. Krissy did that night what he does every night: Boot up the computer and log into video games. A few matches of Town of Salem, seeking to lie and deceive the other players in order to lynch his target, or slaughter the Town members, or eradicate the Mafia and Serial Killers in the game. Wit and strategic planning, which never existed: Everyone was bloodthirsty. Yet through all of the cheerful dispositions, all of the laughs provided in communities online, all the smirks and humour made at work, Krissy was never satisfied enough. He was lonely, afraid of going out to meet someone, forever stuck in a vicious cycle of desiring something he lacks the strength to find for himself. Deciding to play some Republic side characters on Star Wars: The Old Republic, coveting the Legendary status for his Acco

The reason why is simple! My Fitness Schedule is working! I created a meticulous database on Microsoft Excel that calculates my total daily intake of Calories (Measured in the kcal format), Carbohydrates, Sugar and Fat. I used conditional formatting to make the results appear red if they exceed the daily intake for a healthy woman. Yes, I am not a woman, but that is the idea: I hope that I can 'trick' my body into losing the ability to eat so much, by striving for less nutritional intake for the average male. That and lots and lots of time on my Confidence Fitness machine, which truly has helped. I started this on Saturday (12/08/2017) and I weighed myself last night. I lost 3.14kg! That also translates to half a stone/7 lbs. I had no idea I'd lose that much in just five days! There are 30/31 days in a month, but for the sake of argument let us assume that all months have 30 days. Which, technically speaking they do. Five days of dieting, measuring nutritional int

Yesterday was a very strange, fluctuating day for me. The morning was rife with insecurity and sadness, to the point where I felt like crying. Nothing particularly bad had happened to me, no injuries sustained or traumatic event over the weekend was suffered. Emotional turmoil, I could argue it was. Turmoil brought on by my own hypothetical thoughts; these scenarios I was thinking of had not even happened. I scare myself often with my capacity to imagine dread and inflict it upon myself as if it were happening in the moment. The pain of losing a friend, family member, the thought of having horrific accidents come and inflict harm to me, these thoughts come and go all the time and I get frustrated with the lack of strength to realize that these ridiculous notions will never happen. Mostly. There are some however, that are either very likely to be true, or they are. One such example is my 'Bae'... I am not sure what else I could call him without using a name. Three years

So, last night was both nice and a little sad. Why? Sad first. It was a little sad only because wonderful people I interact with have significant others, and I see them with their beloved and smile at their joy, congratulations for finding love. The sadness comes from envy. I do not have that, and I truly wish I did. The thought of everyone else being happy around me except for myself is certainly disheartening to say the least. Yet true to my nature, I would let it slide and focus on the fact that dear friends around me are happily intoxicated, writhing in love's tender grasp. And then it turns nice. It also turns nice because I had a gay dream last night and it made me smile waking up, before I suddenly felt ill for no apparent reason. Morning drowsiness, I would hazard a guess at. The dream began with me playing my games, a few Rainbow Six: Siege matches, some Star Wars: The Old Republic roleplay. I decide to call it quits, a knock on the front door suddenly resonates.

Friday is upon us all, rejoice for hardships of the week are over! I have little cause to celebrate as my life consists of the same routine almost exactly, day in day out. Still, there is no reason not to celebrate: I can spend hours and hours indulging my passions without fear of working the next morning. I await the time that nobody is in the house, those are my favourite moments. I get to explore... Stuff~ ♥ What awaits Krissy? Well. I would say it is high time I watch Frozen. A wonderful lady tells me I should and another lovely lady tells me that it is a good idea to. I was never on-board the hype train when Frozen debuted to the world, nor did I care much for the repeats of 'Let it Go' played on every TV advertisement and referenced in every show currently still active. I do however, adore the Elsanna Ship. I will not lie, it can be rather sexy. Just saying~! ♥ I will also strive to maintain an exercise and diet routine, as I really do suck at keeping to those

English Summer has begun, as one would expect. A veil of rainfall. Rain and cold winds have been the mornings thus far. And I am enjoying it. Many people associate the rain with negativity, despair and depression, such emotions as those. I feel very differently, I personally love the way the rain falls, how soothing it sounds when the ground is struck by countless drops of water descending from the heavens, or how lovely the scent of soaked grass and trees smell in the rain, the distant fog that is inevitable during a downpour, it almost feels poetic. Perhaps it is a reflection of an inner turmoil? I care little about why I enjoy it so much, I just do. It is an instinct that I relish, to behold the rainfall and be glad that it comes. Especially as my body tends to generate a considerable amount of heat, making -anything- cold pleasant for me to feel! A colleague has told me that he would have sex with me! In a joking way, of course (He is straight & engaged to a lady I

Monday. Often the most hated day of the week for understandable reason: Your weekend has ended, it may have been a glorious spectacle of friends gathered around a club, or spending sweet time with your significant other, then work demands your presence and there you are back to droning on at whatever job one may find themselves working. I myself do not hate Mondays so much. Tuesdays I despise, and I will conquer this fiend tomorrow. How has this week started? Rather regularly, I would say. Entered my Laboratory, switched on all of my testing apparatus, filed paperwork, inputted into a few databases and that is about the highlight of it, spent the day alone as my Assistant-In-Training was not with me today. A vast improvement compared to my previous Assistant. He really did put the 'Ass' in Assistant and not in a good way. He was the Boss' nephew so he abused that privilege immensely. In the two years of working there he must have achieved a collective total of one wee

I cannot speak for everyone I know, but personally I enjoy Furry stuff, was not always like that of course there was a past time where I thought it was weird and a bit stupid. That was my not-so-wise younger self, now though? Now I rather enjoy the Furry Fandom and some of the ADORABLE artwork it can bring to the Internet. I am currently in the extremely early stage & process of developing, designing and then eventually paying an Artist to Commission my character. Let's go over what this may entail (No pun intended, I swear. ♥) shall we? Name: Morticia Amaranth. Gender: Futanari. Race: Snake. Age: WIP. Scale colour: Black & Grey. Scalera/Eye colour: White/Vibrant Yellow. Morticia will be a Sorceress kind of character, often studying spells and delving into the Magical Arts. My previously mentioned Bae is wanting to Commission a Goth Furry OC, so that will coincide wonderfully as Morticia here will be very Gothic in appearance. Lots of purple clothing and alternat

This was not exactly the approach I had in mind when I made this blog, but, who am I to squander my mind and where it leads me? After a lovely discussion with a lovely lady, I've decided to talk about private stuff. Sex, relationships, what is considered an ideal partner, so on so forth. Do I have one? Somewhat. It is a little strange, though there is a kindred feeling for him, and I would hope there is one for me too, he is certainly sweet to me when we are not playfully sexting. We however have never voice called, I do not know how he sounds, nor does he know how I sound or even look. I'm afraid that if I did show myself to him, he would be disappointed because I am far from appealing to the eye. I should give us a little more credit however, in Roleplaying communities we tend to play couples frequently, sometimes married, sometimes in open relationships, though always committed to one another deep down, and almost always extremely kinky~ ♥ However! In my past there h

I am very new to this blog stuff, so do forgive me for any blemishes you may discover on your journey into the strange and often confusing mind of harmless me. :3 Greetings, earthlings! I go by many names online. Fluffles. Krissy, those two are my favourite ones, however you may call me whatever you please! This blog is designed mostly as a means for me to express what I cannot in the Real World, either through fear, anxiety, or simply awkward shyness. Then again, I suppose that is the purpose of a blog, no? Do correct me on that one! What am I willing to share with the World Wide Web? I am 22 years of age, a bi-curious/bisexual boy born and raised in the United Kingdom, with a lack of social awareness which makes interactions with fellow organic lifeforms very troublesome for me. Beyond the difficulties of life I try my best to see the bright side in everything, often a habit is to achieve that easily yet find it impossible to do the same to myself. ♥ I have a penchant for