How is it that, after everything, the simple act of her sending my a message that says just "" can cheer me up?
A couple of days ago, I had the most confusing 6 seconds of my life. I look across the kitchen at work, see her laughing with someone else, and that makes me smile. Then I think how much I love seeing... Read More
Because I would pretty much rather be anywhere than here right now, I took a quick look at how much 2 weeks in good old Van City would set me back. My heart leapt when I found return flights for 200 ($400), then when I clicked a few more times, it turned out taxes, fuel charges and equally annoying bullcrap basically doubles the price. So... Read More
awww. it was funny how you put that comment, but it sounds a bit shit
i didn't actually spend that much tbh! i took enough alcohol, i even ended up taking some home again! haha
3 crates of 18 strongbow
i well started to get sick of it :S
Why can't people just keep their fucking mouths shut?
Seriously, we were getting on fine. Well not fine, but we were at least talking to each other. Then someone at work tells her something I'd said. Only they'd got completely the wrong end of the stick and it got really badly twisted. So V flies off the handle, and we're right back where we were... Read More
And I can't stop thinking about it no matter how much I try, how much I try and do to take my mind off it. Of course one of the main things I can do is go to work, but she still works there. As so does he.
It hurts sometimes more than we can bear.
If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace -
but we would be hollow.
Empty rooms, shuttered and dank -
without passion, we'd be truly dead.
I put iTunes on random, and the first thing that comes on is What Have You Done by Within Temptation. The last Autofill on my iPod shuffle could very easily have been sold as a "240 Worst Songs To Listen To After A Break-Up" CD. I put the TV on, the first thing that comes on is an advert for Joe Jackson's Greatest Hits, with... Read More
Actually I do, but I know the majority of my friends would think I meant the...."Are you ready for some football?" with Hank Williams Jr. type of sport...
Seriously, I like a girl for three years, get lucky enough that she finds she feels the same way about me, and then in the space of 18 months I manage to royally screw it up. Not once. Not even twice.
On a slightly less depressing note, during the current text message conversation with my now-ex-girlfriend, I have thought "under no circumstances say what you're thinking" at least 17 times.