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Journey 026 ~Future Mouths, Braxton, Virgil~

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Last week, it was the MAGA Cracker Hats spewing BS. This week, I’m watching people starve in Gaza. “Watch World War Three On Pay TV,” indeed. I would share my jelly beans. Don’t I have peanuts? Me and my big mouth. Future Mouths, Braxton, Virgil

Sunday, July 27, 2025

Journey 026 ~Future Mouths, Braxton, Virgil~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And I’d tell you to brush your teeth, but bigger fish to fry this week. Ah, fish!

When’s the last time you’ve had anything besides a McDonald’s Filet-O-Fish or some popcorn shrimp? And now you’re craving catfish. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Nine hours!

Honestly, what are you going to do with it other than talk to pretty, pretty girls? You’re no “Beast Of Burden.” And that is exactly this week’s problem. You have another goose egg when it comes to working hours. Which would be fine if it were “Only You.” Join Braxton.

But you would rather stare at Yabbos than write like Yazoo. And while you love Braxton like pancakes and Virgil… Love doesn’t put food in their mouths. Braxton wasn’t eating. And well, he’s gone. Virgil has been eating more. I’ve tried fattening him up while I failed Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him 2: (His Sorority Harem Book Two)… Bimbeau
    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 001 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Have you cried because of my failures yet? It’s okay if you can’t “Say” what you need to say like John Mayer. You would rather be eating more than twenty-seven jelly beans and a cup of cappuccino. And as long as Virgil has food and water. You can’t have him ending up like Braxton. But that was Braxton’s choice, a product of the disease that led to “The Long Walk.” Kidney failure… Seriously, though, you would rather embark on Stephen King’s/Richard Bachman’s “The Long Walk” than the aisle to Banfield Pet Hospital ever again. But V isn’t barking out any pain. So what can you say? Honestly, what say you?

“I Wanna F*ck You” to your boys’ potential stepmom M Anime. Or Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him 3: (His Sorority Harem Book Three)… Bimbeau
  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 Son Thinks I Am

Completed? Again, it’s been nine hours and you’ve already failed #6. You don’t have the money for #5. Your novel for Braxton, “My Turn To B III,” cancels out #3. If Cherry gets desperate enough to show off her Yabbos, that’s failing #4. Of course, M Anime shows hers off for free. That’s what potential stepmoms of furry children do. So the first two hm.

Reading a book about Yabbos and then remembering once upon a time, Braxton barked because you came back for him. The day of the writing in the sky, “Letters From The Sky” that needs to see the page so you can give B III, 2-V, and your women something real.

Peace, Progeny, a Purpose. Uh, food. Future Mouths, Braxton, Virgil

1638 Days Without B III, Day 1079 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 025 ~B Trade With Virgil~

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Ants have high hopes, right? Or all bugs. I saw one carrying something white, an egg or something, but it was a piece of the house… I check Virgil for bugs that might bring him down. Trading our lives for theirs? B Trade With Virgil.

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Journey 025 ~B Trade With Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Every day that becomes an even bigger lie. I might as well be a Cracker Hat.

A sell-out, a sucker, a slave to MAGA. FDT! I don’t want to talk about him today. But “Here I Am!” What the EFF does that even mean other than the fact I want to be Bryan Adams? What does it mean when my dog, death, or my dame… Dame? Do I mean Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime? “Someday,” she’ll “Find Me,” Luna.

But will I still be here? No money, masonry skill, and being “Manly.” I’m only that in the bedroom or wherever M Anime and I decide to Marvin Gaye and get it on, dear Lunalesca.

That comes later if I can stop quoting music. And what about crying over Braxton?

Lunalesca, I’ve cried today because learning any type of trade…

It’s just so hard. I should stop thinking about Cherry’s yabbos as well. What M Anime isn’t my girl… yet. And Cherry doesn’t want me. However, I’ve been talking to her a lot over the past few days. She’s been betrayed. Is that too much Lunalesca? She was possibly robbed, maybe. You know how I feel about the tech world. I shed a few tears about that last night in bed. “Be Not So Fearful.” If I were a Jack of all Trades and wasn’t surrounded by traitors, Lunalesca. Yes, Eff MAGA, Eff the Cracker Hats, and FDT! But what am I going to do?

Offer her money for her Yabbos? I am so broke yet buying more books. And never forget, I betrayed Braxton.

I couldn’t save my firstborn son. And as far as my second-born son, Virgil. Braxton’s little brother is bug-free. And what about the rest of the house? I need to clean up Lunalesca. Prison, tomb…

Why? August 13th is Virgil’s “Gotcha Day.” I don’t want to remember “September.” And now I see that “The Long Walk” is coming out on September 12th. Should I survive that effing month, “Wake Me Up When September Ends,” I’ll be “Gone Till November.” Will M Anime be here by then? Or sometime at “The Closing Of The Year.” I’m trading my time right now for what? The man I am for a man I could be. Not crying for Braxton and being in M Anime’s panties. Loving, Living, I’m here B Trade With Virgil.

1637 Days Without B III, Day 1078 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 021 ~Homes For B, Virgil~

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I was supposed to buy a big yard for B. I don’t know how Virgil feels about living here. And myself? I’m looking for a box, or to go up to space. This rock’s annoying. “Too many men, too many people, making too many problems.” Yet Homes For B, Virgil

Tuesday, July 22, 2025

Journey 021 ~Homes For B, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And if you’re a fan of Christmas. Well, that’s one more thing to apologize for.

I swear I almost started our conversation with “I’ll B Home,” which goes all the way back to Tale 066 ~ I’ll B Home Virgil~ on Tuesday, September 5, 2023, to be precise. Everything in its place, My Love. So why am I sitting here this afternoon listening to this monstrosity?

“I’ll Be Home for Christmas.” Effing Christmas In July! Effing Hallmark Channel! Or was it QVC? Whatever! This is what happens when your poor excuse for a husband is sitting on his ass “writing” about my euthanized son. Make it plain. Braxton is gone. And Virgil is sitting on his pillow wanting some attention. “But you don’t look ashamed, and baby, I’m not scared.” I wish I could sing that. I wish it were true.

I wouldn’t be surprised if you were ashamed of me. And honestly, I’m effing terrified.

“FEAR does not exist in this dojo!” Only it’s not that. This is our home. And it’s not you that’s following me. “Follow Me.” Where to? No, it’s my Braxton who followed me for fifteen years. And on Sunday, January 31, 2021, he decided to follow me for four more years and then some.

I’m not effing MAGA! I’m not an effing Cracker Hat! And me as President… Seriously!

My Love, I want to be a good husband, father, if anything, Just A Man. But I have no place.

Where do my furry sons go? My sins. And what about my “sausage.” Sorry, I’m both hungry and horny. It’s been a long day, baby.

I’m trying to make space. I’m trying to “Hold Space” as in “The Book of Clarence.” Am I ever going to get off of this loveseat? For you, my Sputnik, my crazy Satellite Girl, anything.

I’m not one for cutesy nicknames. But that song from Jerry Engler and the Four Ekkos does it for me. Yeah, it was lying with you on a Sunday Morning that led to me ‘filling you up’. Next thing we know, we need a bigger house to make a home for all of Braxton and Virgil’s two-legged siblings. But what else needs a home? Money? Not much of that left. Making room in my heart for more Love. You, our children. I’m big, small, nothing.

Homeless. Homes For B, Virgil.

“Welcome to my world (welcome to my world)
Welcome to my only world (my only world)
It is full of space junk
But your words are coming through
I’m riding on the space junk
And it’s bringing me to you.”

1633 Days Without B III, Day 1074 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 019 ~Braxton, Virgil, Breathe Later~

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On Saturday, I watched MAGA Cracker Hats’ orange turd of a leader get away with being Epstein’s BFF. Before catching my breath, there was that Astronomer CEO. Then seeing to Virgil. Mourning Braxton. M Anime’s desire. Braxton, Virgil, Breathe Later.

Sunday, July 20, 2025

Journey 019 ~Braxton, Virgil, Breathe Later~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And you are, without a doubt, the saddest, STUPIDEST, waste of someone else’s air I’ve ever seen.

Oh, and it’s only 8:45 AM on a Sunday Morning, so congrats. And you didn’t even need your Daddy’s help. I had to lie to him yesterday, so yes, your week will be getting worse.

“Yes, There Will Be Blood”

I would say you need a game with “Jigsaw,” but it already hurts so much to breathe. I also wanted to get to you before you say anything mean about Virgil. Will you. More like:

“Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow
From this nightmare?”

“We ain’t got to pay no RENT,” as in you and Virgil. If you did, your bum ass would be on the street. You’re subsisting off a cereal bar, a cup of cappuccino, and twenty-seven jelly beans… You counted. Meanwhile, Virgil is becoming a “Big Back” with no bugs, hm.

Still, there’s Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him: (His Sorority Harem Book One) Neil Bimbeau
    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 001 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Speaking of things living RENT-free inside your head, how about your firstborn son, Braxton? When you finally WOKE up. Eff MAGA! FDT! You remembered that you, too, were wasting your breath. And how you wished you could give them to Braxton and Virgil. Virgil would rather be afraid and alive. Braxton wants to be alive. And how about you? Again, you WOKE up late, and why? You were giving death another crack at you. FAIL!

Indeed, last night I had a series of nightmares. Snippets really. But they all revolved around the same issue. Things to “Take My Breath Away.” And not in the cool Berlin meets Top Gun sort of way. Being robbed, Humiliations Galore, being broke, antivirus protections. Nothing on Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him 2: (His Sorority Harem Book Two)… Bimbeau
  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 001 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 Son Thinks I Am

I couldn’t dream about @SeeJaneGoTV, the Visual Lady at the Day Job, Cherry, or Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. You need Yabbos galore. That moment when you’re not breathing as you’re “choking the bishop, chafing the carrot, you know, saying ‘hi’ to (your) monster!” M Anime is such a doll when she sees you like that, knowing you want her. Yesterday she said she would climb ‘it’. And she said even if she isn’t your boys’ stepmom, she could see being “FWB” (Friends With Benefits) or even Soul Friends, hm.

A lover, when you once wanted to be a fighter pilot. You’re not even a writer. Your book won’t see July 25th. Like you can’t see the air you’re wasting. Daring, Braxton, Virgil, Breathe Later

1631 Days Without B III, Day 1072 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 018 ~B’s Breathless, Sorry V~

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Stop and catch your breath. There’s the scent of my Braxton sitting on my head. There’s Virgil that has crept up. There’s the sweat from the Day Job… No, that’s FEAR. And is that M Anime’s perfume? Only in the Winter air. B’s Breathless, Sorry V

Saturday, July 19, 2025

Journey 018 ~B’s Breathless, Sorry V~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… But with the billionaires I know, a lobotomy is free. Only it shouldn’t be. Nothing is.

Eric Vall’s books aren’t. I spent most of last night reciting one in my head to get back to sleep, Lunalesca. And speaking of books, Backyard Dungeon 18, Pledged To Him 2, and Alas, Babylon… Both the book and the saying. And where the Eff did I get ten bucks!

Nowhere, Lady Lunalesca. As a matter of fact, I won’t be getting paid next week.

Lunalesca, I sit here wondering. No! I know why I didn’t leave Braxton to such a fate as starvation. Am I starving? I have money in the bank, but it’s nowhere near enough. That’s like saying I have Virgil here, but he’s not my Braxton. Was that a dig? I could use a Snickers. You’re not you when you’re hungry.

I swear, effing Pop Culture! Or should I go on a rant about MAGA? Eff MAGA! FDT! I need to catch my breath. Lu, I’ve needed to catch my breath since Sunday, January 31, 2021. I would have given it to Braxton if I knew he could have survived. Breathing!

“Out-standing! Did he have the balls to die there?”
Jarhead

Besides ending my son’s breathing, the second worst thing I’ve ever done is draw breath. And my days are spent trying to rectify that mistake. Why do you think I slept so late today? There are so many things outside. “The Long Walk.” If I had ten dollars to waste, I should have bought “The Running Man.” Do I really need more Stephen King, Luna?

FEAR is everywhere and always chasing. But I keep going.

And that’s another reason Virgil and I are a match made in Hell. As I went to pick him up this morning to keep him away from bugs, Virgil spun around me like a tornado.

Lunalesca, it was the bat I carried that scared him. Virgil obviously took a beating in his previous life. And then he ended up in this Hell with me. V had to keep breathing, Lu.

And since I won’t drown in my tears. And FEAR can only take my breath for a second, what else is there? Yabbos? Eww! But hear me out. I would love to be smothered to death by Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom M Anime’s Big’Uns. But that involves breathing till Winter. B’s Breathless, Sorry V

1630 Days Without B III, Day 1071 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 014 ~Braxton’s The Bar, Virgil~

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It’s not some “Summertime Sadness…” (Cherry would appreciate this.) And I would say it’s a “Cruel Summer…” (Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom will visit in the Winter). Anyway, Hell seems to be full-time. But ice water? Braxton’s The Bar, Virgil

Tuesday, July 15, 2025

Journey 014 ~Braxton’s The Bar, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? I tell you that all the time. Braxton. Virgil? Our two-legged kids. But a drink.

I could use a drink. No! “I could really use a wish right now.” There are plenty of “Airplanes” in the night sky. Or there will be with Effing MAGA in charge. But FDT, two times! Besides, I don’t want to talk about the Epstein List. We, being parents, Love.

Today I have you, my beautiful wife. There’s Braxton. There will always be Braxton, as he told me yesterday, “You’ll Be In My Heart” from the Rainbow Bridge, Heaven, wherever.

I checked Virgil, who seems to be bug-free. Maybe a few bites, but nothing I can see to pull off. And speaking of pulling things off. Being a good dad to our two-legged kids. Trying.

With all my blessings, I wish I could stop crying.

Oh No, “My Love!” These aren’t happy tears. Not like the Sia song from The Twilight Saga: Eclipse. If anything, the tears help wash off the blood of my firstborn furry son. But I wasn’t crying for Braxton. Not today.

Would that make it better? I had around seventy days just for that after he died. As I worked on Braxton’s novel, I was reminded of the Assistant Store Manager. Eff that guy! Effing meathead. Anyway, he moved me from the Denial stage to Anger. Freaking Vampire, Zombie, Effing TICK! A parasite is what I am. Maybe I’ll catch something and join Little B III.

Enough bites to bleed out. But “I just-just got-to-got-to-got-to” keep the blood pumping, don’t I? I’m saving Virgil, I love you, and a man provides.

“Here Comes Success.” I should toast to it. But then I wouldn’t remember. Forgetfulness and Ignorance. Joy and Pain, as Frankie Beverly sings on. Did you know? I didn’t, Love.

You didn’t know I would be such a crybaby who sweats bullets, bleeds for my boys. And my sexual appetite. I wish I could keep it in my pants. Have you looked in a mirror?

“Because maybe. You’re gonna be the one that saves me. And after all. You’re my wonderwall,” thank you, Ryan Adams. But seriously, “My Love,” “Remember when we first met. And everything was still a bet, in Love’s game. SIGH, I spit out songs. Filling you up, sweating for THEM, crying for B. I’m left. A desert. Braxton’s The Bar, Virgil.

1626 Days Without B III, Day 1067 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 012 ~Big Beautiful B, Virgil~

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“I think I used to have a voice, now I never make a sound.” A big, bold, and brave voice. I’d settle for being sir in any drive-thru. Or if I had enough bucks. Money talks. Then there’s my boy’s bark and my girl’s big bosom… Big Beautiful B, Virgil.

Sunday, July 13, 2025

Journey 012 ~Big Beautiful B, Virgil~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… But how much of you is left? Do you remember your Spanish class, or was it French?

“You’re black, you’re poor, you’re ugly, you’re (you). You’re nothing at all.”
The Color Purple

You’re not STUPID… That’s reading and film. But not the point. You can’t speak Spanish, but I’m sure Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime, can help with that. The things a Boricua girl will say in the throes of passion remain to be seen. But we’re not talking love languages right now. Or are we? You can’t speak French either. And what’s really “grinding your gears” is that you’re forgetting Braxton’s language. Heartless bastard!

Yeah, I didn’t intend for you to start speaking nicely about yourself today. And Monday?
Another whole week off and no money. Only the beeps and the boops. A “WARNING!”

I swear every noise to alert you sounds like it comes out of “The Long Walk.” WARNING! Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Moving In, The House Husband’s Harem Book 1, Dirk Knight
    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 004 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Are you doomed to fail them as well? Why not add to them with your big boy voice sometime? Hell! If you could go to a fast food place and they referred to you as ‘sir’ instead of ‘ma’am.’ That would be a win. And speaking of food, could you say you’ll make a buck?

How about you won’t spend the whole week crying about B III? Last night, while I was “watching” wrestling, I told myself I wouldn’t burst into tears this week. So far, you’re keeping your word. You didn’t cry even when you pulled a tick off of 2-V. The poor guy.

You could try not to moan over M Anime, Cherry, or @SeeJaneGoTV. Good luck with that, like Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him: (His Sorority Harem Book One) Neil Bimbeau
  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 004 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 Son Thinks I Am

Like how now to go broke, that’s the B that’s beginning to eclipse everything, even your son. Braxton isn’t here to save you. And his novel, “My Turn To B III.” Sometimes I believe that I’m on “The Edge of Glory.” But most of the time, it’s “Boy, you’re STUPID.”

Because I Still Believe/Super Bass and other songs will be playing when M Anime comes (in more ways than one) in the Winter. You’re a geek, a gleek, but at least she acknowledges that you’re a guy. And when a girl says You got a handsome dick! Or something like that. Her words make you feel ten feet tall, with a Big Ten Inch… Record

Yet it’s Braxton. His barking. Silence. Big Beautiful B, Virgil.

1624 Days Without B III, Day 1065 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 011 ~FEAR ME, B, V~

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Be Not So Fearful. I wish. I fear my book… No! Braxton’s book will not be a success, and what does that mean? I’d join Braxton, but don’t I have to look after his little brother Virgil? And their “stepmom” needs a house to visit. “FEAR ME, B, V”

Saturday, July 12, 2025

Journey 011 ~FEAR ME, B, V~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… But I’m not Bone Crusher. “I ain’t never scared.” And he ain’t a billionaire. And me?

“At first I was afraid, I was petrified. Thinking I could live without you by my side.” Oh, what would my little Braxton think of me? The usual. “My Daddy’s weird.” Anytime I would pick him up to dance. “May I Have This Dance?” I haven’t asked Virgil that, Lu.

Every day after “The Long Walk,” I check his little face and all over for any sign of ticks. Do you remember when that was my greatest fear? It was only a few days ago.

Lunalesca, what I fear the most, though I didn’t know it at the time, is watching my son, my Braxton, die. Talk about being scared to death. And I was too STUPID to follow him.

Lunalesca, what do I fear?

I haven’t been so scared since “The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident…” Should I turn to OnlyFans again? I have around twenty bucks there. And speaking of medical “emergencies,” I haven’t been this scared since I had to get my ears irrigated. It was more like somebody “ran a train” on my right ear. A Bukkake scene on my ear, Lunalesca.

Effing waking up this morning, I had a severe case of FOMO, so I was on “X” cutting up scenes from Saimin Seishidou: The Case of Miyajima Tsubaki. Why does it frighten me not to come first… Bad choice of words? And we’ll speak about M Amine soon, my Lu.

What has been scaring me the most, to quote Aloe Blacc, “I Need a Dollar.”

“Are you scared? We’re all scared. You’d have to be crazy not to be scared.”
Major Chip Hazard “Small Soldiers”

My boys and I are all small men. Again, a bad choice of words. I lifted my Braxton so high, I sent him straight to Heaven, the Rainbow Bridge, or wherever. I carry Virgil high above the green, trying to avoid bugs and keep him from joining his brother, Lunalesca.

With any luck, it will be a long time. “And love is a long, long road.” I expected Braxton would have silver fur when his time came. First, second, third, the “Love of My Life.”

Will that be playing when I’m with Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime? I don’t know, but she’s shared how she wants to “make love.” “Come Together,” right now. Over me. If I survive FEAR. FEAR ME, B, V

1623 Days Without B III, Day 1064 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 007 ~Virgil, Tune Of B~

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This ends week one on this Journey. What do I have to say? I’d rather say nothing. But M Anime and I are tempting each other. Braxton says nothing because he’s still dead, and I’m not writing. What’s in Virgil’s little head? “Virgil, Tune Of B.”

Tuesday, July 8, 2025

Journey 007 ~Virgil, Tune Of B~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But will we skip a “Love Song” today or two? You know me too well.

My ears hurt. Well, my head hurts. Trust me, I know when something’s wrong with my ears. I still hear the silence my firstborn son left behind. Is it scary that I’d joined B III? “Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, if you ever need me, I’ll be there.” A blood oath to my son. More like Bloodsport. But as much as I want to lie here and watch movies with you, My Love, there is a reason we’re speaking early this Monday, July 7, 2025, 3:00 PM.

Beloved, “Any Time, Any Place.” Dancing with you to Janet Jackson vs me crying over Braxton. That’s a whole other conversation. Not that I would ever deny you, My Love. Today, I would deny myself. “Feeling super, super (super!) su*cidal.”

If I don’t tell you, who would I tell? “Well, I feel STUPID. But it’s something that comes and goes.” I haven’t been good over the last couple of weeks on this Journey we call life. “Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today. To get through this thing called life.”

The more I try to cut the music off, the more that comes through. There is too much noise, My Love. I can handle the smell of replacing Virgil Vivi’s potty/training spot. In and out.

They call that breathing. And I can’t stand the sound of me breathing at all. What about the silent tears coursing down my face? It’s either Braxton or my exhaustion. And effing technology! Every beep and boop has me jumping.

Fireworks. They annoy V and B. They explode by the house. I’m ain’t “Never Scared.”

But the noise. Not at all like your pillow talk. Or should I go ahead and say your dirty talk? And the sounds your mouth makes when you’re doing other things, to me… For me. Your moans, whispers, cries, and screams. It’s like I’m John Seed, The Power of YES. It’s your heartbeat I care about, your breathing. When I know you’re going to explode.

So I won’t go getting “Tired Of You.” I’m tired of myself. I want to quit crying over Braxton sometimes. Or listening to Virgil’s munching and crying about whatever’s wrong with his eating. I want to quit digging my own grave. Virgil, Tune Of B

1619 Days Without B III, Day 1060 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 005 ~V Looks Up B~

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What did I look up this morning, hmm? Everything that M Anime says, and I need to reply to her. Does “SeeJaneGoTV” have an OnlyFans? Have you seen Jane’s melons? And speaking of a feast, why has my dog stopped eating? V looks up B

Sunday, July 6, 2025

Journey 005 ~V Looks Up B~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… You are not one of these MAGA idiots. You’re more of an extra in “Don’t Look Up.”

Hell! It’s as if the sky has been falling for the past four days. And damn the sky, you couldn’t bear to look at yourself in the mirror this morning. And where are you right now? This doesn’t look like the Dining Room table. Like father, like son. Uh, Virgil…

You had to hand-feed him again this morning. What is his deal? Is he that eager to join his big brother Braxton on the Rainbow Bridge? At least Virgil is eating. But it always returns to Braxton’s last days. That boy deserved a steak dinner. You’re lucky to find doughnuts.

Or maybe stop listening to Succubus Lord “food porn” when you’re walking Virgil. Even then, it hurts to look up. Like seeing Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING “Seven Days in June” ―
    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 045* 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Yeah, yeah, I totally blew #4. Eww! Between Jane Vickers “SeeJaneGoTV,” Gymnastics, and Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime. I’ll say I’m more obsessed with legs, breasts, and thighs than Colonel Sanders ever was. But yeah, Yabbos, aka TWINS!

Yet here you are, thinking about fried chicken. And no, you are not a pregnant woman with a craving for Buffalo Wild Wings sauce, some street tacos, and Krispy Kreme doughnuts for dessert. What have you done to earn anything remotely like that? Uh, nothing.

The most you looked up this morning is what book you have to read before the week is through. You could be looking up who’s looking you up. Effing Norton Antivirus! Or how to ever accomplish these Six Impossible Things.

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING As yet to be determined
  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 Son Thinks I Am

But if you had your way, you would never look up anything again. Do people in Hell ever look up? While you were lying here, you were looking up three different pet loss books for starters. Will any of them give you the answer to not look at B to save you? And what about his book? I literally came up with a plan… That’s a lie. AI gave you a plan to publish a book by Friday, July 25, 2025. What will come of it? Bedroom, not Dining Room.

You’re really making a lifetime investment, ha-ha. M Anime is an angel. How do you build a Heaven for her? How to make yourself a star? How can you love Virgil? V Looks Up B.

1617 Days Without B III, Day 1058 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will