February 2012
14 posts
Thin thread.
Money
For right now, I just need the boyfriend to tell me that money isn’t everything. We have each other and that is enough, we will make it enough.
Midnight
In the past I used to not like going out late at night then going home alone. It made me feel oddly alone and kind of depressed, which sounds too melodramatic but for a lack of a better word.
But recently going home late at night, I feel safe. Warm. At ease.
The weirdest things happen when you are twenty three.
The boyfriend and I are still trying to fix for-our-future plans. I feel...
Dreaming of buying bow ties
Morning train to work.
I woke up feeling unbalanced today, I know something in my dreams was bugging at me but just have no idea what it was.
Until I was browsing blogs and reading how someone had just gotten engaged, and remembered.
I dreamt I told my parents I was going to bring the boyfriend to meet them. When we were going to a relative’s wedding.
I think maybe what made me...
Secrets
Sometimes keeping things too much to myself makes me ever so frustrated and I feel like a huge fuzz ball of emotions. Icky, unwelcome emotions. But then, who to tell it to? I feel like a burden, like I am intruding, or as if my secrets are going places because girlfriends have a tendency to share everything with their boyfriends, or like I am over exposing myself and increasing my own...
SO MUCH FRUSTRATION
“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once.”
– John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via anditslove)
Valentine's Day Part II
In some strange turn of events I am wearing granny clothing in the photo, but anyhow. I felt almost sure the boyfriend will send me another vase of flowers, so told him we shall not celebrate Valentine’s this year. But he is always my little Valentine, and I only wish we could have at least the day to be with each other.
Happy Valentine my sweetheart. Remember one year ago today the...
Distance
This distance thing. I wish I could say it gets easier with time, that somehow we would get accustomed to being apart and that we would slowly be okay with missed anniversaries and screen dates, but it doesn’t. It doesn’t get any easier.