Our relationship has never followed the rules.
We've never been the fairy-tale couple you see in the movies.
It seems like we're either head over heels in love or crazy with frustration.
We're not perfect, and neither is our relationship.
But you know what?
It's ours. All ours - the little jokes that only we understand (bwargle),
the way our hands naturally find each others,
and the memories that seem so wonderful now that we look back.
Our relationship will never be perfect, but it will always be an important part of me.
I don't know what's in store for us.
But I know I want you in my life.
I know I love you.
And I know that I'd rather be "real" with you than "fairy tale" with anyone else.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
The End...
Yes, it is the end. The end of my punishing myself by withholding my emotions inside. The end of anxiety induced pain, tears without substance, and living in a life of fear. I am tired of being afraid of man, myself, and my peers. It's time to step up to the soap box and be heard.
I promise to not loiter the internet and your e-mails with fluff. No videos of cute little kittens who have no grammar and spell check under their adorable little paws. No chain mail about how Jebus will save us all if you forward it to 15 people. I hate that stuff just as much as you do. I might add a link or two to news stories or the like that make me laugh, or irate. But no fluff.
For those not "in the know", I've been through a lot. I've met a new boyfriend who I believe is the one (he's me with a penis pretty much), have lost a significant amount of weight, and have had a falling out of sorts with some family. Then, I was sexually assaulted by my church choir director, only to have no justice yet by the incompetent Keystone Cops and "Elders" of the Presbyterian Church. Good times...
I hope that I will not only entertain, but also inform those of the hidden truths in the world. At least here in Frederick. I'm at my boiling point and have decided to no longer hold back. Keeping the anger and agitation has killed me, not to mention given me chest pains that someone my age shouldn't experience. With the love and encouragement of my Love, I will use this venue to release my frustration, anxiety, love, laughter and fear.
Hell, everyone else has one, why not?
I promise to not loiter the internet and your e-mails with fluff. No videos of cute little kittens who have no grammar and spell check under their adorable little paws. No chain mail about how Jebus will save us all if you forward it to 15 people. I hate that stuff just as much as you do. I might add a link or two to news stories or the like that make me laugh, or irate. But no fluff.
For those not "in the know", I've been through a lot. I've met a new boyfriend who I believe is the one (he's me with a penis pretty much), have lost a significant amount of weight, and have had a falling out of sorts with some family. Then, I was sexually assaulted by my church choir director, only to have no justice yet by the incompetent Keystone Cops and "Elders" of the Presbyterian Church. Good times...
I hope that I will not only entertain, but also inform those of the hidden truths in the world. At least here in Frederick. I'm at my boiling point and have decided to no longer hold back. Keeping the anger and agitation has killed me, not to mention given me chest pains that someone my age shouldn't experience. With the love and encouragement of my Love, I will use this venue to release my frustration, anxiety, love, laughter and fear.
Hell, everyone else has one, why not?
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