Point of blog and whatever

So. I was bored.
I have nothing to do.
And I have this weird liking to having personal information on the internet. I don't know why; I like sharing things i guess.
Anyway. I don't have many people i talk to about personal things, and i thought that writing all this shit out on the internet would be a good outlet. So thats what I'll do.
Mainly stuff about my Love. We're quiet about it for various reasons, and I kinda need a way to express my feelings about stuff. Cos I'm a girl like that.

We've been together for almost two months. We've come so far in this two months; I feel much stronger about her than with any other girl I've ever been with. I care about her more than I've ever cared about anyone or anything in my life. I want to live with this girl forever, and If she lets me, Marry her.
During the first two to three weeks of out relationship, We had sex. It was her first time; not mine. In my opinion, I think we shouldn't have. For me, Sex is something amazing, something sentimental and the most loving thing you can share with someone. But, she wanted it. So we did it. Didn't finish. which was interesting. *Cough* a sign?
Anyway. I'd do it now. I'd give anything to do it now. But strangely we haven't since. I feel the need to show her how i feel; prove my love to her. I don't know why, it's just who I am. So I want to make her feel better than she ever has in her life. Physically, Emotionally and Mentally. It will be my complete goal in life to make sure she is as happy as I can possibly make her.

For us, Sex and physical enjoyment come in the form of pain. We both are a little masochistic. Well. She LOVES the pain. Every time we're alone i bite her. belt her. strangle her. her thighs are almost permanently purple. as is her belly. We both wish that i could devour her neck; but Parentals would have problems with that obviously. So we deal with it.

It's amazing. I stay over at her house; we collect my blood, drink both of ours. I bruise her up. On occasion I've been tempted to tie her up; She says she'd like it and I'd love to see how it'd pan out. But there's time for everything.

Anyway. That brings you reasonably up to speed. Strange people who read about my personal life.