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Sunday
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Tuesday
formspring.me/autumnsays
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Tell me it's not just a dream
and if it is, my heart believes that you are mine and this is real.
Sigh...you're suddenly uninterested and pushing me away and unfortunately for you, I'm not a chaser. Best of luck to you until you come around. That's all I know to say right now.
Beautiful girls, all over the world. I could be chasin, but my time would be wasted...they got nothin on you.
*rocks head
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Thursday
when are we getting married and having kids?
aww you wanna have my babies?
& what you mean when we getting married? you forgot our fucking wedding date? is this what our relationship means to you? there's another woman, isn't there.
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Saturday
can i have your heart?
aww. really? do we talk? you should tell me who you are before i start having fantasies and daydreams. [:
& you think i'm joking, i'm not lol.
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Tuesday
“Mejor sola que mal acompaƱada” –Veronica Chambers
She's a children's author and I agree with that so much. You are better off alone that badly accompanied.
Now that I sorrowfully look back on the times of our relationship, I can also see how I'm benefitting from being freed of it. You were definitely an amazing friend. You always wanted to know what was going on in my life, and you wanted to be a big part of it. It was beautiful that we survived together in so many rough spots, with you being shot and us getting through it supporting each other, when you know what happened with your dad and we got through it supporting each other, and all of the family-related hate and difficulties I went through and us getting through that supporting each other. You were a great person and a reliable friend. I think when you mature more as far as being a boyfriend and rising in all of the expectations and heavy responsibilities, you'll be a great partner. I will definitely miss having you in my life, but I think the position of a boyfriend can be filled again…maybe even better than it was with you. I do have faith. But when I was with you, I was always worried. I was constantly thinking you were gonna break up with me, and especially when you went away, I thought I could lose you to an irrelevant biddie. I was very scared of life without you, like when you had that one tantrum and wouldn't talk to me and I had a nervous breakdown. You were such an importance to me that I couldn't go a week without hearing from you. Idk if I could do it now, even. It was a lot of stress to be with you because the better you became at what you did, the more I knew I would be unstable and lose my mind if I lost you. So after I get over you, it will be beneficial to lose all that stress.
Now. I lose people all the time and it's just a part of life that I've gone through many times already. It takes some time to stop being constantly gloomy over losing someone, but you can never get over losing a unique someone that was close to you for a long time. But I will get over you as a person..to love again. What will hurt me eternally is that you hurt me. I relied on you so much and I cared for you greatly. I thought you felt the same way about me, but if you went flirting with a baboon-faced chick then obviously you did not care about my feelings. You directly broke my heart. I cried to you about how I was worried about this exact shit happening. And you assured me that I didn't have to worry about any girl taking you away from me. Dick. And the fact that you won't apologize. What is wrong with you? I never was unfaithful. That's one thing that I will not stand for in a relationship. You basically asked me to break up with you by doing that. But we were so deep in our relationship..how can you go hurt me like that? And when you have a chance to maybe redeem a small part of yourself and man up to your mistake, you won't even do it. Pussy. Grow up and lose your pride when you know you're in the wrong.
I really want to thank you for introducing me to being in love and teaching me that love can happen. When we first started talking, I did not want a man nor did I see marriage in my future. But you showed me the beauty of love & being in love and I cherish that now. Thanks. I felt like Brandy's Love in on My Side when I was with you. But apparently, I didn't have you.
It's quite grimey that I'm gonna talk about a new guy in this same post, but frankly, I don't give a shit. He's so delicious looking. Okay; I'ma focus. I've known him for almost a year though. He's old but I've probably had more mature experiences than he has. We can relate on a lot of different levels because he has a good work ethic like I used to, but we both complain about work. He's always been there for me and he cares about me. He likes to see me happy. I used to like him, but we drifted apart on that level and moved to other people. But that was most likely my fault. Something I like about him a lot is that he's a virgin. But I hate it too. I feel like I can be fresh and new with him because I want to start treating sex differently. I don't wanna give it away willy nilly. I never have, but I'm starting to think I've given it away to 2 too many guys. But sometimes I feel like I can't be as sexual with him because he won't understand? He's not as sexual as me. Anyways, i'm not in a relationship or anything yet. We're just talking like we always have. Ugh, I miss being with someone. But the love was stress. I don't miss being that deep…unless I listen to music because I get like "Omg, I had that." D=
But oooh he is scrumptious. He has a tight body but then he's so fine and he don't even know it. & how he licks his lips. I have to look away. (: I'm surely putting my guard back up though. It was down with Gerald, but again, I'm not trying to go fall in love again. Whatever happens...there's no reason for me to have my heart on my sleeve now. I waited with him and it was good so if anything good is to happen to me again, I'ma surely protect my heart until I can trust whoever.
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Friday
Seduction
omg lately my brain is not getting along with synonyms like i will put there instead of their or role instead of roll maybe i need to go back to 2nd grade gawsh
We are all influenced by our environment, whether we want to admit it or not. I mean if you don’t follow your environment as a result of this, then you fix what you believe to be mistakes and you learn from the environment. Same thing with people. I say all the time that people don’t influence me. And you can be damn sure I will continue. But really, I like to discover things that most people don’t know; do things most people don’t do, basically. So I can learn. Because knowledge is a passion. But if “most people” changed, then I would too. See? You are affected by your environment, you just might be thinking about it the wrong way. It’s coevolution. [: I heart Biology.
My boyfriend and I were talking on the phone earlier, and I kept telling him that when we go to the movies next week, we’re going in this area in Manhattan called Battery Park, but he insisted that we went to the busy area and such. And alla sudden he was like “do we have to go?” Mind you he asked me in the first fucking place. *I’m only talking about it so furiously bc I love him so much that everything that comes out of his mouth hits me 25 times harder than it does anybody else, or than he thinks it’s going to come out. So I was just really hurt by that. I mean honestly, if he completely did not want to go in Battery Park, I could not care less. I would go anywhere just to be with him. I really mean that. So it hurt. He noticed that something was wrong but I just kept telling him nothing at all you know that whole bit. But it wasn’t because I was afraid of telling him or opening up. I’m not. It was because I felt like if he really didn’t wanna go with me, I must just be losing him. This whole love thing, my God it’s so much mental work. My brain goes on overtime 24/7 it’s nuts. He is such an inspiration to me. Because of that, I do half of the things I do just for him. I really do say to myself sometimes “do it for Gerald.” It’s ridiculous. I shouldn’t be investing so many of my emotions and so much of my sanity into this relationship when there might just be a Great Depression of love in my future. And that thought scares me because it’s not unlikely that I would hurt myself in this case. I think he might be getting fed up with my introversion all over again. I mean…I THINK about how much I love him, how much he means to me, how much our relationship means to me, and how much his presence in my life is so essential. I can damn sure write about it and think about it, sometimes tell others about it a little. But I can never tell him. I don’t even call him baby or ANYTHING. I just tell him I love him and I call him my hubby to others. Which he doesn’t know. But he calls me his love, baby, wifey, his girl, you know. I just get high off of how he swoons me and then I don’t remember that I should be swooning as well. I used to call him Sugar. That was his name I mean I called him Gerald to his face like never. He would even be taken aback when I did lol. But that was the months ago, before he broke my heart. Now, I talk about him as “my sugar” to Danielle sometimes, but I have yet to call him that again. I just told him that I had not called anybody else Sugar (when we were not talking) and he just…he was touched. [: I love when he is happy because of me. He says that talking to me makes everything seem better; sometimes he forgets things that like went wrong that day. I love the feeling of satisfying him or making him almost as happy as he makes me. (Though I could never fully do that.) I should make him happy more. At least try. This has got to stop being a one-sided thing. Sometimes I subconsciously don’t tell him how I feel and after our encounter is over I believe that I actually did tell him. It’s freaky. But then, when he gets annoyed (as any human would, no matter how much he or she loves me), I am reminded that I never really did tell him all of this. I just really need to. That’s what tore us apart last time. My sanity and wellbeing cannot afford to have that happen again either. Not now, and I don’t know if I ever can.
So I just noticed something about how I never say "wow." I always stop myself. I make a conscious effort to. The only person that i don't think about it with is Gerald. I always say it with him; i just forget to remember not to. Yet he is the only one who will comment on me saying wow. Isn't that odd? No one else says anything about it, or rather said anything when I used to frequently say it. But he happens to be the only person I forget to not say it with, and he always remarks. Like he'll say "hahaa i made you say wow" or something. <3
He doesn’t understand how deep my communication problems go. I don’t even want to realize that, myself. I only recognize it from distant time to distant time.
Sometimes, when I’m writing blogs in Word, I remember that I need to change it to a cool font but I can’t because I am just on a roll. (:
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