January 2012
254 posts
December 2011
414 posts
Commitment.
I’ve never really been like other girls, I don’t plan out my future. I’ve never droned on about how I’m going to get married to Mr. Perfect and have two children, one boy, one girl. Living in a little house where I will cook dinner for them every night and swiftly kiss my husband on the cheek when he gets home from work. Yeah, never been able to see that. I can’t see...
“If I never meet you, then I never have to lose you.”
– Juliet, Lost.
Sick.
I got one of those colds. The ones where you can’t stop coughing to save your life. Where you can barely pay attention. Where you ache. Where you feel like you’re freezing to death, but in reality you have a terrible fever. And school’s starting soon, too. Fuck.
Three months is tomorrow.
Waking up early, wearing new clothes, tying my hair up in a nice style, doing my make up for once. Maybe find something at the mall for him, seeing as I have so much money left over from Christmas. Go over to his house, hold him, kiss him, watch movies, just spend the whole day together. Then he will leave for a week, but I don’t mind, distance isn’t a problem. I’ll just spent...
