>.< I left West's house because he invited It(and I won't get into that subject right now, waaaay to much hatred there) t 'stay for a while'. Bullshit, It has fucking moved in, and I knew damned well that would happen the second he asked Ludwig.
West really is to damned soft sometimes. It was fun when it was Italy, Italy was cute.... North Italy, not South, Romano got serioues issues, and no matter what Toni says, it's not cute when someone throws a damn tomato in your face!
ANYWAY.
I moved out of West's, with the intention of only staying away for a week or two. If I had thought it would be longer than that, I probably woulda gone to stay with Austria. The pansy ass wimp isn't much of a fun time, but he wouldn't kick me out. Hell, I could have gone to hang with Toni, he's never had a problem with me sleeping on his couch- though his precious Lovi always throws a totally hissy fit.
I didn't think England would take me in. I was damned sure he'd shut the door in my face. Dating doesn't usually mean you let that person live with you. Guess I got lucky though. Of course, how could anyone kick out someone as Awesome as myself?
So, I'm staying at Iggy's, officially, which is pretty kickass. He's not as stuffy as I originally thought. I mean, I think he'd have a heart attack if I was as bad as I was for West, but for the most part, there've been no fights between us.
I'm guessing that's because of all the shit that's been going on. A lot has happened since Chickie and I broke up. Probably best not to go over to much of it, at least, not in any great detail.
So, let's see.
It... Israel moved in with mein Bruder. They're dating now. Scary thought, that.
Russia went fucking batshit insane and tried to, nearly succeeded, in raping England- I tried to stop it, but even my Awesomeness can only do so much against that fucking creeper.
West and I fought, which turned to drunken, but awesome, sex between him, Iggy and I. Seriously. Whole can of worms there. Not sure if it was worth it.
That's all I can think of, off the top of my head.
Oh! And England's whole fucking family seems to have decided to live with him. The house is filling up, and I'm getting rather fucking fed up with them all. Seriously, don't they have houses of their own? They have to come here? Seriously!?
On a majorly unawesome note. I'm starting to feel like Roddy. All touchy and feely and shit. Fucking weak. >.<
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