There's a guy at work named Pete, who is a super nice guy, religious, plays guitar in his church band. He and I have talked a few times, here and there, and he knows that Tony and I were dating, and how happy we were. We talked the other night about how Tony and I were (at the time) broken up, the reasons why, Tony's wife, etc etc. Pete did not look down on me because I dated a married guy--instead, he asked me what drew me to Tony, why I felt happy with him, etc. He also agreed that Tony's wife is psycho 
Today at work, Pete brought me in a paper to read--its very cute. I'm going to type it out on here for all to read. I LOVE this, and I'm so glad he brought it to me. I made Tony read it too, and Tony said it almost made him cry (and I'm pretty sure he was being serious, cause he got offended when I laughed at him, he said "I'm a sensitive guy, what can I say?!")
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God's Message to Women
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone I shaped you. I molded you. I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib; strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him. And be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel.
You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes, don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands, so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep;
I've held your heart close to mine.
You are special because you are the extension of me.
Man represents my image; woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man, treat woman well.
Love her, respect her, for she is fragile.
In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me.
In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emption I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
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The things he says to me are always what gets me.
He says he misses the way I smell, cause I smell so good. He didn't want to wash the tee shirts I had given him cause he didn't want the smell to go away.
He told people that we are "seeing" each other again. I guess he decided that, I really didn't know what was going on between us, I figured we were just being "friends" for a while. I just want to make sure that its what HE wants. He says he does want to be together, and the decision is mine, cause he knows he hurt me.
He said he will try even harder to treat me good.
He said it meant SO much to him that I had bought him a card the day she put the restraining order on him. Apparently she somehow heard about the card, and tried to find it--he hid it too good. He still has it.
He has all my pictures in his toolbox at work.
He said he still means what he said about getting a ring someday...which scares the hell outta me. I did manage to explain to him that some girls plan their wedding from the time they're 10 years old, and I was definately NOT one of those girls. I never really pictured myself married, never really thought it would happen for me. So when he brings that up, and I think about it, and I can see myself marrying him and being happy, it makes me happy, but it scares me. And then when he WALKS AWAY FROM ME, it kills me. I think he got the hint that it hurt me alot.
We sat in my car for a bit after work today--it was almost like old times. Being cute, giggly, kissing him (yes, I broke down and kissed him...well, made out with him) holding him and telling him I missed him, all the while he was doing the same thing back to me.
Reality unfortunately set in when he sent me a message to tell me he was home. It was brief, to the point. "I'm home now, night, see you later" It makes me get all sad. I wish she wouldn't stay there.
Today at work, Pete brought me in a paper to read--its very cute. I'm going to type it out on here for all to read. I LOVE this, and I'm so glad he brought it to me. I made Tony read it too, and Tony said it almost made him cry (and I'm pretty sure he was being serious, cause he got offended when I laughed at him, he said "I'm a sensitive guy, what can I say?!")
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God's Message to Women
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone I shaped you. I molded you. I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib; strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him. And be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel.
You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes, don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands, so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep;
I've held your heart close to mine.
You are special because you are the extension of me.
Man represents my image; woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man, treat woman well.
Love her, respect her, for she is fragile.
In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me.
In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emption I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
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The things he says to me are always what gets me.
He says he misses the way I smell, cause I smell so good. He didn't want to wash the tee shirts I had given him cause he didn't want the smell to go away.
He told people that we are "seeing" each other again. I guess he decided that, I really didn't know what was going on between us, I figured we were just being "friends" for a while. I just want to make sure that its what HE wants. He says he does want to be together, and the decision is mine, cause he knows he hurt me.
He said he will try even harder to treat me good.
He said it meant SO much to him that I had bought him a card the day she put the restraining order on him. Apparently she somehow heard about the card, and tried to find it--he hid it too good. He still has it.
He has all my pictures in his toolbox at work.
He said he still means what he said about getting a ring someday...which scares the hell outta me. I did manage to explain to him that some girls plan their wedding from the time they're 10 years old, and I was definately NOT one of those girls. I never really pictured myself married, never really thought it would happen for me. So when he brings that up, and I think about it, and I can see myself marrying him and being happy, it makes me happy, but it scares me. And then when he WALKS AWAY FROM ME, it kills me. I think he got the hint that it hurt me alot.
We sat in my car for a bit after work today--it was almost like old times. Being cute, giggly, kissing him (yes, I broke down and kissed him...well, made out with him) holding him and telling him I missed him, all the while he was doing the same thing back to me.
Reality unfortunately set in when he sent me a message to tell me he was home. It was brief, to the point. "I'm home now, night, see you later" It makes me get all sad. I wish she wouldn't stay there.
if you dont work on monday, im going to the MSI show @ bogarts if yr not doing anything!