Free pizza and beer

Free pizza and beer. A soul mate's loving embrace By Jason Brierly Moving! "Free pizza and beer!"

Here, Jason, is my in. My "hi, how are you doing?" that I so craved to say to this beautiful woman that I see my future with.

My soul mate in waiting. My, let me come rescue you from your past tortures, and hardships, and dead end relationships.

Free pizza and beer!! You are my reason to speak to this beautiful woman that I gaze upon with longing, whom, in hindsight, I know I will be with forever, until the end of all. things.

My soul mate in waiting, of course I will help you move.

Thank you pizza and beer for the opening. But wait Jason! Don't fucking do it! Don't you remember the past 10 months? 10 months incarcerated.

10 months lost to the bullsh*t mishaps of that cu** who's name is not worthy of mention. Or that lying, rat b**ch, who became the straw that broke the camel's back, the back personified by my patience, and sanity, lost and given up, for the bullish** wasn't worth it.

Yes, Jason, you swore off all humans, especially ones of the female persuasion. You swore off females, for they are all the same, and will do nothing but cause you pain:

But no. Jason. There's something special about this one. She has the look of someone who will let me show her the full potential of my, LOVE.

She needs the true love of a real man. HaHa!! There I go, love? You haven't even spoken to her yet. but there's something. special. there.

F**k it; I'll text her. What's the worse that can happen? I just won't allow this one to hurt me.

Text. #1: "Hey, girl! What's up? It's Jason. That one guy from MySpace."

3 hours later, "and all the roads, we have to walk, are winding.. And all the lights, that light the path, are blinding.. There are many things, that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how";
I wooed her. As you read these words, twitterpation. to the max. Me, "this, can't be already. Am I in love?" Can't be.

6 hours later, thumbs cramped from the excessive text fest.

Jason!! Check yourself!! You haven't even met this ungodly, beautiful woman in the flesh, in person, and you feel that flippity, floppity, in your chest.

Your heart doing summersaults. We will see. The next day, time, to, meet.

"Sh**!, Jesse! How do I look? Man I'm nervous. How is my breath? Jesse, let me borrow that shirt, first impression is everything.

Cologne; check. Fresh breath; check. Looking presentable; check. Faux hawk up; check. And last but not least, she said that the libret ring; s*xy as f**k; check.

F**k! Was that her?! My palms are so clammy. Jesse, one more over. Good? Good.

Should I let her knock, or meet her at her car? I think, the latter is more up front, more confident, though I was anything but.

As I watch, you step out of that Bada** little car. Fast enough car, for such a tight little a**, and sexy, endless, curves; and perfectly plump, bust.

And god dam*, she is so much more beautiful in person, than in her Pix. Sooo, glad, that it isn't false advertisement.

This woman that I gaze upon, is, The Most beautiful woman, with her curves and beauty, and everything wrapped in to one tightly, knit, package, that I so yearn to open.

Like that, much, highly anticipated birthday package.
Come on in. I want you to meet my boy, Jesse. Have a seat.. F**k! Jason, don't stare! You don't want her weirded out.

Uncomfortable.

Don't make it so blatantly obvious, but god Dam*. So, breathtakingly beautiful.

Don't f**k this up, Jason. "Do, you want to go run around with me, Jason?", she says.

Laugh, out, loud -of the literal sort- Of course! Anything, to spend every second, possible, with this beautifully, unfaultering, beauty.

This,"I will marry you" perfection. Wal mart, away! Family video? Hells to the marthafo**ers yeah! More time with you. To get to know you.

After wal mart, as we pulled into the video store, "Jason, she seems to be digging you, showing interest.", but how to know, for, sure?

Guts all a tangle, I'm going for, it. That, kiss, from then on, always known as our first.
Butterflies, do your fluttering in my stomach, as you do when something life changing happens.

Palms, sweat, to make clammy, that which is normally dry. Our, eyes; meet...

Left hand to your satiny, soft, blushing tenderness of a cheek, to guide your luscious, lips, to my yearning for your love and affection, lips.

Our lips meet, and that wonderful magic, of fireworks and Passion happens. That, one fateful, kiss, that sealed our fate.

Of you.

Of me. From, that point, our two souls, become one. Forever in a lovers embrace.

Please, lord, DO NOT, EVER LET THIS MOMENT... End.. Forever frozen, as our hearts beat in unison. As one. Time stops.

That moment in time, when nothing else matters. Time stops. Except. Us. You and I, my thoughts, race, and my heart beats, and thoughts race about in my head, and my heart beats.

Sh**; Jason, you are in, -all the way, full on, balls to the wall, open, your eyes, you're in love-, love. Jason, don't ever, fear what's true. Jason, don't ever fear What's real.

Jason, accept it for what it is. Accept, that you're in.true.love. That this woman in perfect form accepts you for you.

Not, like that bullsh**, roller coaster ride, on again, off again, hassle you had with that one bit**.

Jason, you ARE in...LOVE.. I.am.in.love. Time to part, sadly, for I don't want you to leave.

I want every waking moment, spent with my, once lost, now found, one, true.love.. Any time apart, even, the slightest 5 seconds, is torture.

I, have to see you again. I, want. need. have, to see you again. 6,a.m.? I will totally, get up that early, if it meant, that I get even just, 3 extra seconds with you.

The next day, from that point on, we would be totally inseperable. Now, at this point, 3 years down the road, not more than, a few hours.spent.apart.

Back to the topic at hand,

That first, day of the rest of out lives together, Katie, Nicole, Gurnow.. I will be married to you no more than a year, from, now.

"What ever, Jason. You're just trying to get into my pants",her thoughts, screamed from afar, (yes baby girl, but a truly honest woman, I'll make of you) I thought.

The day progressed, day, gave way to dusk, and we lay in your bed, your head, In the spot on my chest, claimed as yours, and yours only, that we both hold so dear, that, "your ear to my heart spot".

We fell, so very delicately, and somberly into sleep, and awoke in the same position.

The next day, 6 months, and no more. I will marry you. If all is well, I will make an. HONEST WOMAN. of.you.

I will, put a ring on that finger, and make you mine. And I yours.

That night, as we, playfully, resist one another's batting of the eyes. The, quite obvious, over-flirtation of one another.

The intense desire, need for that physical embrace, of eyes meeting, and skin touching, and tongues tasting, and fingers searching..

That, -let slide my love and humanity, and more love, into your wet, tight- perfection, which I hold, with such dear, and honest reverence.

Yeah, Jason. Hard to get, is cool. Let her make you work for it. Let her, make me crave her. F**K!! I love, you. baby girl, I WANT TO SCREAM FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS!!

Finally, that moment. When the perfection, that makes her up, gave in, and the most magical of all moments, happened.

You, and I, become one,as we; for the first time in our lives, -together or apart- made love to the one person, who is absolutely deserving, truly worthy of our love. The, one true person, with whom, we would truly spend the rest of our lives..

I... Love... You....

Please, Baby Girl, don't fret.. Do not be scared.. I love you. I need you.. I'll have you. I'm here. Forever and ever.

I, refuse -with everything that makes me- to love you, and leave you.

The next day, honesty, and reality, punched me in the face, and I embraced it full on.

Katie Nicole Gurnow, on day 4 of us knowing one another, will, you marry, me? 4 fateful words, spoken to change us forever.

Lets go down, to the city building, and become official. Let's sign, on the, dotted.................line.


Let's, finalize our lives together.

I. am.. your's... Your's. Your's. Your's, forever...take it in... I am yours. The next day, we do it. Paperwork filled out.

Jesse, our, witness. Withen three days, we, become 2, intertwined into one.

One love.

One soul.

One together in holiest of matrimony.

Thirteen days after we met, "Do you Jason, take this woman, Katie Nicole Brierly, to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have, and to hold, in, sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, , 'till death, do you part?"(and, forever, then on) I do.

(butterflies, flutter on)

Katie Nicole, do you take, Jason Ewing, to have and to hold; And then, she says, "I do."

Love forever, and ever. Frozen in time; The You, and the I, and the "nothing else matters", except the you. And I.

You and I become.us. the, ("I, realize that not all women, are created equally,.") That, one. rises, above all else, and sticks out, because you are mine.

Mine in mind.

Mine in body,

Mine in soul.

Mine, in love, as lovers become one. From, "i do", I have felt whole. Felt one with you.

Felt that flame of love that burns, ever so intense, for two hearts, -yours, and mine, that beat as one-. One beat that goes, thudump.thudump.thudump.

2 lovers, as one. And, one, and us as lovers, can, undertake any project, with, regards to love.

The power, and, the force, of our over intense love is such, that may conquer any sized army, sized a million plus, and beyond, in one fail swoop.

The immensely radiant, power, and flame of our love, forever lit, extinguish by.. nothing.

Lit brightly to be seen for -eons, as far as light years, from whatever plane of being; Alive or dead-, that, on that, hopefully distant day, when we do part for however long, or short a time that may be, we will have that beacon of bright and shining love, to guide us together, as soul mates, forever together.

Forever entertwined in a soul mate's, lovers embrace.

I.........

Love...

You.....

Never, before, Jason -in this or any other lifetime or realm- have you felt something, as perfect.

Never before, Jason, have you felt a love as pure.

Not only are you, all the way, head over heals in love with this woman, who,you married after knowing for only 13 days, but retaining, the overwhelming knowledge that you, and she, are. true. pure and unadulterated, soul mates.

Soul mates, and, lovers forever intertwined in loving nirvana, and soul mates, and man and wife, and soul mates, and soul mates.

Deep in the Soul. Mates forever and ever. mates and lovers, of the most eternal brand.

Forever, and ever, and ever.
Forever baby girl, I love You,

Humbly yours for eternity,
                    Jason