it’s 3:24 on Sunday February 7th 2010, and all I have to say is I love you. Yesterday was the best, I know that it was something we won’t do very often, but I’m glad it was with you. Even though I wish I could feel like that all the time, and that I could just spill my heart out whenever I felt like it, I’m still glad that even sober you act the same. Hopefully we’ll spend more sober times together and they’ll be just as fantastic. Nevermind hopefully, I know they will be. Every time we’re together things just seem to fall into place.
p.s. I would have written more, but I’m totally at work. e-learning ftw.
1:02
January 28th 2010 at sometime around 11pm you finally asked me out. holy shit, i still cannot believe it actually happened. With everything that’s gone on between us i never figured you’d actually want to have me as your girlfriend, but whatever it doesn’t matter. you’ve made me the happiest i’ve been in a long time. i love falling asleep and waking up next to you.
i love words, i’m not sure if anyone’s noticed but i go out of my way to use words i’d never get to use otherwise. i love language and the way it falls out of my mouth, especially in french.
i already am, is it wrong to want more?
according to greek mythology, humans were originally supposed to have four arms, four legs & a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condeming them to spend the rest of their lives in search of their other halves.
11:45
you’re right, as much as i hate to admit it, you’re right. I don’t want you, this part of me doesn’t. this classy bitch doesn’t want you, she knows she deserves better, she knows you’ll do nothing more than ruin her. Except I can’t be her all the time, when i break i’m Allison again. Allison does want you, with everything she is, her heart and her soul. she doesn’t want to be lonely anymore. she can see that you’ll break her heart multiple times, again and again, but that doesn’t change anything. which is why the choice to leave becomes more and more inviting everyday. leaving will be agonizing, for her at least. you might miss her for a day, maybe two tops but don’t worry, you’ll find another girl just like her. A girl that cares too much about that way she looks, a girl that would move mountains and promise the stars for the people she loves. a girl that actually cares about the way you feel. a girl that can’t help but smile when you kiss her, ‘cause in that moment she knows everything will one day fall into place. A girl that will love you with all her heart because you’re the only one that has ever made her feel so important. silly blondes girls with hearts bigger than you’ll ever know are about a dime a dozen, right?
12:02
I’m starting to lose faith in you. I love you and all, but I’m tired of waiting for the day when you wake up and realize what you’re missing. Everyday it’s something different, more of your bullshit that I endure, not completely realizing it’s bullshit until I get time to think about it. You’re driving me crazy, and one day I’ll break. I don’t know when or how bad it’ll be, but I swear it’ll happen.
P.S. where the fuck are you? you were supposed to be here like ten minutes ago.
4:23
wow, i haven’t posted anything important in a while. lately i’ve just been writing blogs and saving them on my computer, i’d upload them now, but i’m at anthony’s so i guess i’ll just wait. maybe next weekend i’ll call my dad and go over, you know use his internet. i’m such a bitch.
