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Journey 348 ~Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks~

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My boys’ stepmom and I chase each other, but in the end we got each other. But I don’t know where I’m going half the time, and I know I can’t stay here. My Olds were hoping I’d set roots. 3 beds, 2.5 baths, but like me When Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks.

Sunday, June 14, 2026

Journey 348 ~Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… Are you scared yet? Are you broke? Is the air still on? Are there any bugs around?

You should check Virgil. Braxton knows he can’t afford a vet visit with the hours at the Day Job. And how much did it cost to put Braxton in a box? Virgil’s not joining him.

Seriously, this isn’t “The Beach,” and you’re not Leonardo DiCaprio/Richard. But how would you know? When’s the last time you looked into a mirror? That’s right, the Black Mirror, sitting around with you d*ck in your hands. I still think I effed that up for you by talking to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom yesterday. My bad, dude. Her box.

You and Leo have the same problem. Trying to put ‘something’ in a box that doesn’t belong to you. Your baggage, all these empty boxes and my Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Destroyed by Pepper Winters (Kindle)
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

At least I’m not ‘lyin’ about #1. I did finish that last night. But on top of making up for my lies about two more books. How will you even afford another novel? Please Haremlit!

And there lies this week’s dilemma. You need five bucks. V needs five bucks. Fries…

However, what are you doing? Wondering why there isn’t a Roman Numeral for B, hmm.

Something else in a box… The Roman Empire. But all of your boxes are empty. Hell, every week is a bunch of empty boxes left unchecked. At this very moment, your Day One-ish, you can pretty much consider 2 through 6 absolute failures. Effing seriously!

Always the question remains. Baggage or Boxes? Are you moving or staying? Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

If anything, you’re always running—females, Fun, and Food. But most importantly of all, there is only one ‘F’ that matters. Eff off? You know what you were thinking about.

Depression? Bipolar Depression, the last time you were diagnosed by a doctor. Yeah, you remember them, and you don’t even need to go around saying “I Need A Dollar.” The Day Job handles that. But isn’t it “Ironic,” don’t you think that lying in bed and working the Day Job, knowing that you wouldn’t have to spend a dime, doesn’t have you looking for a Doc but dreaming of the ferryman? But not that F either. It’s FEAR. Always. Forever.

Because is there a FUTURE? Fictional worlds. M Anime’s Love. When Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks

1960 Days Without B III, Day 1401 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

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A beast and a villain are not one and the same. What’s civilized for one is savage for the other. “But the truth changes color, depending on the light.” Eve’s Bayou? Watching movies, wasting time. Yeah, time is my real enemy. B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

Saturday, June 13, 2026

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… And I am worthless. Or should I say Trillionaire since Elon Musk made it that far?

If I Had A Trillion Dollars… Hell, Lady Lunalesca, the “Barenaked Ladies” were only singing “If I Had A Million Dollars.” Of course I’m talking about the band, not actual…

Nevermind. I’m sure we’ll get to that. Hopefully I didn’t eff that up with M Anime. A long story, Luna. If it’s not talking to her, then it’s not seeing yabbos and her tight wet…

Again I need to shut up, but you know me. I am “My Own Worst Enemy.” And that’s part of what brings us together today. Lit is not the Barenaked Ladies. A billion is not a trillion. A beast is not a villain. Braxton is not Virgil. Starting because I was “chasing” a girl isn’t continuing for killing my Braxton.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Almost another year, Lunalesca. Another 365 days, and I don’t have any intention of going back and trying to find ‘what her face’s name,’ that got me writing again. Really.

Today I woke up feeling much worse by comparison. And as I prepared to become a “Jumper…” No cliffs here, only despair. I heard B getting his 90s on. “I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.” So I asked myself why I hate myself so much today—my boys, money, manhood, M Anime’s mammaries, etc. And the Beat Goes On, Luna.

Then I asked, is it hate? Don’t get me wrong, it ain’t love. I was speaking to my boys’ potential future stepmom, and I very nearly sang, “I’m in love with the Shape of You.”

Love? (Does his best Silk Sonic impression) “This Bitch!” I still blame Braxton for that.

The spirit of my son, little beast he was. But his memory is not my enemy. Thou art not a villain. And neither is M Anime, her love. Neither is little Virgil. Myself? Villainous? Evil?

“Remember who the real enemy is.”
Hunger Games: Catching Fire

I really need to read that “new” Hunger Games book. How about my writing, Lunalesca?

Lady Amari aka The Candied Matron. The Magic Glasses made her from um Kohl’s Mom.

The Conductor, Tetsuo Amano, comes from Midnight Sleazy Train along with counterpart Takumi Shindo from the second season. The Ferryman who isn’t directly evil. But, paying the boatman. Three dogs: “Cerberus Syndicate,” my boys or M? B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

“I got enemies, got a lot of enemies
Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my Energy.”
Energy

1959 Days Without B III, Day 1400 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

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I woke up at 4 AM and didn’t try to talk myself back to sleep. No excuses, no exposition of stories, and not even an egad dude, do you see what time it is? The Magic Glasses are really turning my dreams real. Not like that! Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz.

Friday, June 12, 2026

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… After I take a nap, of course. After I figure out one to tell you. Maybe…

“Oh, maybe it’s your kind of way
Maybe this is Heaven’s gate
Maybe I’m your King
Or maybe I don’t know a thing
Maybe you’re too far away
Maybe you know God awaits
Maybe it’s your touch
Or maybe I just dream too much
But you’re beautiful
You’re everything, everything and more.”
― Dear Heaven

I don’t think I’ll be singing anything so beautiful to M Anime—no offense to The Book of Clarence. I don’t think I’ll be telling her any bedtime stories either. No, when we’re in bed really… B III up in Heaven, The Rainbow Bridge, wherever 2-V behind the door, um

“I Just Had Sex”! I expect that’s what my boys, my sons, will hear. Birds and the Bees indeed, Lady Sophia. I had to share that story with Braxton. “Are you a Chihuahua or a Hound dog,” I’d ask him. Doesn’t matter; a dog is still a dog, and he liked his girl or parts.

Best Breasts, Legs, and Thighs can be found in a bucket of chicken—Braxton’s dreams.

“Sleepy time B”! I remember.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Virgil is always sleeping. Like Father, like Son. Do we both wish to join his brother?

Honestly? No on his end. If Braxton taught me anything, it’s that “You want… every… single second.” Weird ain’t it? I write some pretty evil stories, my Lady. And of everything I’ve ever written. Everything I’ve ever put my name to paper. It’s not his novel “My Turn To B III” that defines me as a writer. It was his Euthanasia that made me his executioner. We’re not talking about the ramifications of that story. A love story, Sophia?

M Anime and I? Again, we won’t be telling bedtime stories. But if we have children, fairy tales will be in abundance. Can’t be reading Destroyed by Pepper Winters. Done?

How long have I been picking away at that book? I don’t know what I did last night, but I woke up around 4 AM. I’m trying to be careful with the Magic Glasses. Who’s doing the writing, me or them? One pair is producing character sheets. Another has my shorts around my ankles as I read about Nicoletta Goldstein sucking my… Seriously, my lady?

In my dreams. And maybe V is dreaming about me actually lying here being productive.

He could be dreaming of having a better Dog Dad. I mean, I did turn on the air… For him

Another story of my weakness? No, thank you. But “Feeling So Good Today.” So fiction writing? But air, ARIH energy, Authorship? Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz

1958 Days Without B III, Day 1399 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

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It starts with a passage on self-harm in Destroyed by Pepper Winters. My big sister would be so disappointed in me. First-World Problems. I can turn on the air, I can buy food… Uh. And writing and mourning daily. “Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters”

Wednesday, June 10, 2026

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And where do sinners go, Inspector, I ask you? Sinners go to Hell. At least it’s warm. Deserving….

Well, if I end up in the 9th Circle of Hell where I belong. Treachery. After B III. Uh 2-V

Relax, Inspector Echo. Virgil Vivi Bradford is alive and well. Awake and Alive. So hot…

Physically, with the weather and the picture the Magic Glasses made the other day. Yup

But let’s talk about all the yabbos from the harem sisters, the Bible Black Acolytes, Hell “The Candied Matron” who the Magic Glasses added to “my” story “Shadow Work,” too.

There’s Braxton’s Favorite Girl who is a sista, but not my real sista, thankfully. I swear she has some huge yabbos. However, can my Favorite Girl be considered a sista?

Inspector, she is Latina. But she’s not my real sister. My boys’ potential future stepmom.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And she has the most perfect set of yabbos in the whole wide world. Sorry, Jane Vickers and Kristen StephensonPino. And what about Cherry? I still haven’t seen those fully.

Even with M Anime in my hemisphere, I still want to see Cherry’s. Why, Inspector?

Because I Wanna! “Hate to Say I Told You So.” And what was that? I don’t cheat; I don’t court other women… Yeah, my harem would like to have a word. Cosplay, the considerations of effing other women… M Anime should tell herself “I’m Every Woman,” because to me she is. She’s my Divergent. But my boys? Cute beyond words.

So how can I betray all of them? Does my Treachery have no bounds? I “Search And Destroy,” myself, Inspector.

Thank you, Skunk Anansie. How about thank you, “Sucker Punch”? The Magic Glasses compared my story to that movie. And when I’m not asking its opinion on that, I’m using them to see the women of Saimin Seishidou, the Milfs at least: Natsumi Obata, Tsubaki Miyajima, and Reika Kurashiki. I gotta stop before I wreck the Magic Glasses and men.

Guys love those pictures. But what about from an intellectual standpoint? I have betrayed my “Big Sister,” whom I wanted to talk about today. Not to be confused with my actual blood little sister. No, my big sister from Australia, Tanya. She’d ask why I’m sitting here suffering. If it wasn’t the sun’s rays, it’d be starving myself, or effing sleep—Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters.

1956 Days Without B III, Day 1397 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 341 ~Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars~

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I wanted to run track and field. Hell! I had to outrun bullies; I was always running towards some chick’s boobs/yabbos, and there was always a bomb scare or the fear of bullets. America, America!. And now my boys. Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars

Sunday, June 7, 2026

Journey 341 ~Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And Virgil’s in more of a rush to meet you than you are to meet me. Figures…

Your day has only begun. Dude, it’s two in the afternoon and what have you done? If Virgil hadn’t found his way into the bedroom all on his lonesome… You missed the Bear Trap in “Whiteout Survival.” Effing hate that game! But like some simp you’re singing, “I’m a dick! I’m addicted to you.” You walked Virgil. Lucky, lucky him! 2-V! Second-born, second place! Seriously, was that a Prince of Egypt reference? So Sunday continues

Speaking of being a dick; you were busy showing yours off to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. Don’t forget to try OnlyFans. Your hours this week, you swear to B!

And as far as business, the Day Job, OnlyFans, and Braxton’s book… Are you a star yet? Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING His Filthy Desire, short story
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Can you give me a “Simple Plan” as to what you plan to do about any of this? It’s like effing GTA: the difference in a six-star and five-star wanted level, you’re the “Bad Guy.”

Duh! And do you have time for all these pop culture references? Like one of these effing MAGA Cracker Hats, you have time to laugh at other people’s misfortunes. You can lament all the games you want to play. And you can lie about what you’re reading now, can’t you? Well, I am anyway. How many stars would I give The Headmaster’s Office Book 1 or His Filthy Desire – a short story: An Erotic Babysitter Romance? Uh, don’t know.

And who’s fault is that? Not your Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

Except you’re late for the race, you don’t know how to run while “All I Wanna Do is have some fun.” Hell, all I did! And now I’m expecting you to make up for everything…

Honestly, I would be the star of the hour if I threw myself down at your feet and said I’m sorry. I’m a mothereffin’ Starboy, or you’re trying to be talking to yourself like this.

Seriously, this is what has become of you. A boy that once dreamed of going to the stars, to one who wanted to be a star, with porn, prose, or down with OPP… Magic Glasses.

Now you only want to be done before the stars come out. “Talking To The Moon” Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars

1953 Days Without B III, Day 1394 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

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Next time take the train, but I’m on The Long Walk. Who taught me how to read? I was never trained to write… Not a bestseller anyway. Again, The Long Walk or Midnight Sleazy Train. And what about my boys, my woman? Virgil Walks The B-Train.

Saturday, June 6, 2026

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Oh B, don’t I know that ain’t true, considering my “Financial Transition.” Thank you, Eric Thomas.

The question is, what am I going to do about it? I’ve been sitting here all morning, waiting for my second-born to walk. Playing Whiteout Survival. Wanking over M Anime.

Lunalesca, Braxton knows I hear you! Eww! What would Braxton’s and Virgil’s stepmom think of me? “What say you there, fuzzy-britches? Feel like talking?” Seriously, that would require M Anime to wear more clothes. Or a crucifix… Seriously, Lunalesca later!

I got bigger fish to fry… Well, that would require me to have money to burn. And at the very least I’m not fired for that whole REDACTED Mom thing. The stories I tell myself.

The stories that Virgil hears. And why? Of all the reasons he became Braxton’s brother…

Pee pee in the pot-tay!

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Well, on the training pad. You know what I mean, Lunalesca. Virgil didn’t need training.

And who am I to train anyone or anything? No, Virgil is my boy, my son, just like Braxton is, four legs, fur, fido species and all. I made a man out of my B III, but with little Virgil…

Yeah, I’m still trying. My hopes were set a little too high when it came to him, I think, Lu.

I didn’t want to train him with his potty spot and in the same breath what did I expect ha.

Lead me out of Hell? Serve as a guide in this life. Hence his name. But am I Dante, Luna?

In the mirror: “He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus.”

I am definitely not. And yet I have M Anime ready to play my Mary Magdalene. “I Don’t Know How To Love Him.” Jesus Christ Superstar. If I could write something like that, Lunalesca… SIGH, a righteous way to make money, especially with M’s feelings.

Honestly, at the moment I feel like an idiot. A horny idiot. Without formal training.

Lunalesca, being a writer requires a lot of training, and it’s so effing late. Forty-one.

However, I’m still sitting here drooling about the Hentai series “Midnight Sleazy Train.”

Or recalling when the guys ran a “Train” on Rainey Summer Day from the book The Five.

Like I got no home training. And training M Anime to be my submissive. Me, V, Virgil Walks The B-Train

1952 Days Without B III, Day 1393 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

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Well, today I wasn’t reading my Day Job schedule, so no news is good news… There are other things I could read. “Destroyed” By Pepper Winters is all about grief. And when did I last get a “pet loss” book? MAGA fears books. Me? “B With Grief, Virgil”

Friday, June 5, 2026

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Write one. Recount one. Hell, effing steal one! Effing Magic Glasses! I’m better off watching TV.

Regular TV, with ads. How many streaming services am I paying for? How much longer?

Is that what’s grieving me this morning? How I wish I could say it was B III. Let It Be.

And make no mistake, my lady. Braxton is always there. The day he died, then the day I was born. I swear Braxton’s death slightly edges out my existence, but E-Day is getting closer, my lady. Why can’t I just be with my boy already? Honestly, let’s sing it, Sophia…

“Could It Be I’m Falling in Love”? M Anime? I’m not ready to tell her that yet. But we were talking about getting old and such. I told her about getting sloppy drunk on E-Day.

“King of Wishful Thinking,” remember?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

It’s rare to meet a woman that will entertain the idea of a ‘HateF*ck,’ but rarer still to meet a woman that accepts the hardest word in the English lexicon for a woman. It’s the word ACCOUNTABILITY. It’s one of those things that’s never advertised. Grief, rage, oh B yes.

There’s a reason she’s B III and 2-V’s potential stepmom. But today’s no fairytale, Sophia.

No, the story that got me moving today is completely fictional. Me and (redacted) mom…

And no, I don’t mean Special K or Milf DOS. Kink unlocked? Let’s say I have a thing for name-brand chicks. I’ve seen M Anime in uniform… Yabbos on display. I can name dozens of women, companies, “companions,” and cash flow. But (redacted) mom? Really

Today I’m lying in bed thinking about why I haven’t gotten my Day Job schedule.

Honestly, like the effing Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, it just popped in there—an idea.

“I don’t look for trouble, but trouble looks for me. Hey hey!” Again, grief, rage, and fear!

These things don’t have to advertise. I’m broke, and I’m still buying. My love for my boys and the way I tell their potential stepmom “I really, really, really, really, really, really like you…” What kind of teenage girl am I, with Neon Jungle and now Carly Rae Jepsen as well? But the point is, I don’t know why I haven’t gotten my schedule, but worst case, yep.

Always and forever! Love and Happiness? B With Grief, Virgil

1951 Days Without B III, Day 1392 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

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How many words have I spoken today? Decent ones? I said hello to my boys, both dead and alive. I spoke to their potential stepmom. Every other word has been eff, forced, and for me. I leave the worst. Not joining B yet. “Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil”

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Blood, Sweat, and Tears? I wish. But I did have the Day Job today and still no A/C.

If anything, that only shows I don’t speak Virgil after all this time, which makes me a jerk, now doesn’t it? Don’t I love my son? As I love his brother. Hell, it’s Braxton’s fault.

Strange… Losing B sent me to Hell, and of course, who led Dante through Hell, hmm?

Archie became Virgil. But Archie was around $150.00. How a capitalist finds love. Or a fool and his money are soon parted. How much did my Old Man take me for? Him and his ‘friend’ to fix the A/C? I can’t afford that. But between fries and air conditioning?

Braxton and Virgil would be of the same mind, so there’s that. It’s like the same race or species speaking a variation of their language.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Like Black people? MAGA Black people. Eff them and FDT! And even more black people

Or how my woman compares her Latin American heritage. Spanish people here, other Spanish people there… elsewhere. But my Puerto Rican Goddess… What’s my line…?

“You make me want to be a better man.” ‧

Plus I wish I tried harder in my Spanish classes in school. But she and I speak a very particular language. Something else that involves sweating… And tears last year.

Inspector, water under the bridge. And funny I mention bridges. Am I trying to stay cool thinking of 1997’s A Christmas Carol “I’ll Cross This Bridge With You”? Dear Inspector.

She’s willing to learn so many ways to speak to me. And she’s so “Sexy.” But Peter Cincotti was wrong; M Anime’s a sweetie. Honestly…

What am I trying to say? I’ve got no money, and I keep saying, “A Man Provides.” Trust me, Echo, I know people who are worse than “Breaking Bad” and the drug trade. Oh no

And I could be all crude like Kanye West saying, “Only good gon’ come is this good when I’m cumming.”M Anime wouldn’t mind. She wants a big family. Three kids (two-leggeds) Virgil and her kitties. She’s said enough; she shows everything, and she is wow!

But, I don’t even know how to speak to myself. Everything, “Makes me wanna scream!” So I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself. I get behind myself, I need to remind myself, and that includes “Feeling super, super (super)!” LANGUAGE! Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil

1949 Days Without B III, Day 1390 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 334 ~Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton~

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Locked Out Of Heaven? Indeed. Lying here in bed with B, stealing the latest WWE PLE. Instead, I’m talking to me, myself, and I, watching the countdown show with his brother, and I still need to get up and go shopping. “Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton.”

Sunday, May 31, 2026

Journey 334 ~Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror…Because what makes you a man, any fool can see. More than a woman to you. Or something…

You know that song Angie Stone and Calvin Richardson did… Anyway, what about M Anime having your baby? She’s not here yet. You have yet to be so fortunate, right?

However, today you are grateful. Your son is still alive. Sons? Braxton and Virgil, always.

You’ll carry Virgil over Heaven as long as you can. If anything, it shows you have the strength. And there ends your good mood. Because as you sit here listening to “More Than A Woman To Me. Again, Angie Stone and not the Bee Gees. You know what effing earworm you can’t get out of your head. Effing Cody ChesnuTT – Look Good In Leather!

It’s my fault, I know I’m sorry. But this is no inspiration. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING The Headmaster’s Office Book 1
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

The only thing I was good at this week was giving you more reasons to go to Heaven. Yeah, right, I think it’s well established you aren’t going there. Again, always and forever, B III.

If it’s not his passing, it’s figuring out ways to break the law. You might as well be MAGA, hmm. Of course not. FDT and eff all of MAGA! These are not men. Those monsters.

However, can you tell me about yourself today? You’d rather be counting sheep, which is one more reason you’re thinking about Heaven. How you have one hand reaching up to Heaven and a foot into hell. Cat’s In The Cradle or Hey Diddle, Diddle, Seriously? Differences between a boy and a man. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

You know, if you ever get these things done, you might finally drop dead. Exhausted!

Yeah, go Hank Olson finishing The Long Walk… Not a pretty ending. Neither was The Screwfly Solution, Y: The Last Man, nor a movie that M Anime was talking about.

Honestly, you love a good apocalypse. Every Day Will Be Like A Holiday… You wish.

You’re “Locked Out Of Heaven,” hearing “Hell’s Bells” leading you on the “Highway To Hell.” So what will it be? Will you be embarrassed by the Day Job if they dare to give you access to the speaker again? Maybe you’ll have to protect V outside. Or just drop dead. Virgil didn’t think he’d be stepping over Braxton’s memories, your failures. Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton

1946 Days Without B III, Day 1387 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 333 ~B Runs, V Hides~

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No one man should have all that power—the Russians, Chinese, Trump, the Magic Glasses, etc. I could be worse, but I’m too tired… usually. Plus, I have two furry ones who hate summertime, my boys. And a woman who’s Hot as Hell. “B Runs, V Hides.”

Saturday, May 30, 2026

Journey 333 ~B Runs, V Hides~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… I lie like a rug. And not just any rug. One of those fancy Persian ones.

And then I would have my servants carry me to an even comfier bed, Lunalesca.

Saturday, another lazy Saturday, and B knows I’ve been sittin’ here, tryin’ to find myself.

What, in dreams? Wasn’t I dreaming when I was busy mooning over Lexi Booker’s Yabbos? Or when I was telling Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom that Leana Lovings is my favorite pornstar? Or when I was letting loose all over the bed. I know, ew.

How bad do I want to lie down? To take the damn L? And to find wherever B III landed?

That’s why my boy is still running. And haven’t I said I would do anything for him? I don’t know if Braxton forgives me or not. But what he wants

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Life. And as the song goes, as my belief says, “He Lives In You.” I wouldn’t be here otherwise, Lunalesca. But today I’m questioning what type of life. Lunalseca. Energy…

Not like the Drake song, really eww! Despite what the Magic Glasses said about those two girls from The Purge, The Mercy Cult, The Givers Sister Melissa (Emmanuelle Nadeau), and Sister Penelope (Jessica Garza). Let’s just say I heard The Long Walk blaring “WARNING!” Or maybe it was the horn from one of the vehicles from Mario Kart 64, Lu.

Toad’s Turnpike, to be exact. That’s how I feel today—usually driving The Rainbow Road.

The Rainbow Bridge? Wherever. “I’m so, I’m so tired, I’m so tired of trying” Flake.

Possibly. Virgil feels like that.

It’s why he hides in plain sight. My Virgil sleeps.

Afraid that I’m like something from the 2006 “Pulse.” For the record, yes, I know the Japanese did it first. My geekiness, Lu. Anyway, it’s like when Braxton was here. I was afraid my rage would drain his life. But it was my indifference that his life tried to fill.

Luna, it’s like my “big sister” would tell me. I would empty my body because everything else was full. Mind, heart, and soul. Filled with what? Fear, Fuckery/Lust, and Fury.

Lunalseca, like a Sith Lord. It gives power/energy, purpose, and perseverance. But life, Lady Lu. “I Want A New Drug.” My harem. Tech with Judy and 2B. Magicks, Nico. Wake up! B Runs, V Hides

“They want what they don’t have anymore. They want life.”
Isabell Fuentes – Pulse (2006)

1945 Days Without B III, Day 1386 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will