Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Here we are somewhere between lovers and friends. Is this the end, or where it begins?


CLICK ON THE PHOTOS! THEY ARE CLIPS OF PICTURES, AKA GIFS!



I cherish every moment I have with you. And it's the smallest ones that count the most..


I could have danced all night with you..


If that kiss had never ended, I don't think I'd be upset.


I don't even think I mind when you nearly destroy the lab sometimes.


Confession Time: I'm in love with my boss.. Horrible, right? But it can't get any worse than simply him not loving me back. That's how it is though. Her name is Felicia Day, and now that I think about it, it was silly of me to get so crazy and upset about it. But love does horrible things to a person doesn't it. I'm just glad to know she's never kissed his lips. She's never held him in his arms. She's never been there for him when he needed someone the most. We're all each other has and I want to keep it that way. But if the right woman comes along for him, I can't stop it, I simply have to wave it off and pretend like these feelings don't exist.


Every kiss. Every touch; Sends me in a flurry of emotions that I've never experienced before. Not with any boyfriend and not even with my ex-husband. What is it about Tony Stark that drives me absolutely insane?


The way he was looking at me that night.. I thought for sure he felt the same way. All these years we've been nothing but friends. I wish every night for something more.


I probably should be going now because I'm not quite sure what to say. I'm so afraid you might get scared if I told you how much I want to stay. Here were are, somewhere between lovers and friends. Is this the end, or where it begins? Was it just too much red wine? One too many lonely nights? It's probably horrible of me to be writing all of this, but sometimes it's good to get things like this off of your chest. If being Tony's personal assistant has told me anything, it's that the best things in life truly are free. The money, the cars, the playboy persona.. None of it really matters. It's the underlying love. It's Iron Man and Tony when he isn't trying to show off for his friends. I'm almost positive he won't read this whole thing, but if he does, he'd probably fire me for being too damn mushy. Follow him by the way! @BrokeTonyStark But if you want to schedule an appointment with him, you'll have to run it through me and we'll set something up. And there I go being a personal assistant. You know, without me he'd never be able to find his socks. But without him, I think I'd just forget to get up in the morning. And for his better half @TonyIronStark well, he's the more responsible one. And how could I ever get through some of the hard times and arguments without @Batgirl_BG? Babs has been there for me since I entered the twitter world, and I can't thank her enough for all the random girls nights and the long conversations about life, love, and everything in between. 

I guess what I'm trying to say here is that, I love Tony Stark. And I'm afraid I always will.
I guess that's all that's in the mind of Virgina Pepper Potts right now.
Love, Pep.
P.S. I forgave you the moment you posted that damn blog about Felicia Day.






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