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| bohlinoxfiction.livejournal.com be there. | | |
| & now it's down to this. enough of getting caught up in the past. somehow i realised that my blogs are compartmentalised in sequence unique to my emotions. so now i've moved on to another blog because obviously i've opened a new chapter to a certain someone to love, and who'll love me. you can try to find me if you want to. i'm at lj (and it's not the current samnicholle.lj account). ps, the new blog is only for the close ones who know what's going on in the new chapter so if you don't know shit or think you know but in fact don't, then you can keep trying, and trying. WSSFloveboh. byebye! | | |
| yesterday - tuesday.
cocked up urine test, no starbucks loving, jammed my knee, knocked my baby toe (nail), finger nail broke, didn't switch front desk lights off, very busy evening at work, unplanned meet-up screw up, boyfriend had to meet some bitch i hate yesterday, boyfriend loved the psp more yesterday. today - wednesday.
suprise peek-a-boo from boyfriend, slept for the hour, had starbucks favourite, work has been/will be kind, working out after shift with the beetches, supper with the boyfriend, pong pong haha cuddle cuddle cuddle. nothing special at all. just, yesterday always makes my wednesdays very worth while. it's already become a routine. SPOILT BRAT/BITCH, I DETEST YOU. GO AWAY.
i hate hate hate hate hate hate hate (tuesdays because of) you.
grow up already, over-aged under-sized flat-chested | | |
| Roses are not red,
violets don't turn blue,
if there's a cranky person in the world,
and the cranky one is you.
You'll make me cranky too. And it killed me, you killed me over Plum Sesame Salmon Main at Cedele.
It would've tasted better. As good as your lips with tongue action. | | |
| How do I put my finger down? Am I being patient, understanding, loving and abiding? Or just downright foolish, blinded and selfish. He tells you he loves you, and you know now that it's true. But you have to make this sacrifice to accept his love for you. The only question left lingering, is if he loves you enough or much less than you thought he did. Aren't I the centre of his life? Don't I deserve focused attention? What is it that's keeping him from warding off the things that he knows will make me sad, angry, disappointed, devastated. Can I ever do enough to show my worth? He knows I am worth. He just doesn't know how to find the courage to let the other know, and let her find her own way to go. Does he love me enough, then? Do I deserve better? I can give him more time, it's been more than 2 months. Is that too little? But there isn't progress. When I say that, I don't mean we haven't been progressing. We have, alot. When does he plan to completely take me in? In his mind, I already am completely his. The one to love and to hold. The one who'll go through all his woes. But in this materialistic cut-throat malice society, it isn't the choice of one to be ever so benevolent. One yearns, longs, and waits, just for the one assuring gesture/sentence to show that You're the only one. This person of a Scarlet tone. | | |
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