As I look over the archives of this blog, I am feeling quite nauseous.
YES, I started this blog with every intention of it being a kind of anonymous diary of sorts, a means of venting and sharing my feelings without having to tire my hand with a pen and paper. But it seems to have turned into some gushy love story about my relationship!
It may have something to do with the fact that I started this blog back when my relationship was just budding, but apparently it was all that was on my mind at the time!
And so I must apologize to you, dear readers (oh wait...), and promise that I will now focus on improving my writing skills and doing what I love. Imma start putting a little lovin' and effort into this blogary (<--- my lame attempt at combining blog and diary into one word) to make it more enjoyable for the rest of us. Because, let's be frank, this love bullshit sucks.
DISCLAIMER: I am still in love and still in a relationship, I guess I am just more mature than I was a few months ago. Crazy how that happens, eh?
<3
F
Disenchanting
This blogs a little funny, a little sad, a little cute, a little excessive, a little eccentric, a little uncalled for, a little random, and utterly disenchanting. So read on my friends, read on. Oh, and come back.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
It's all just disenchantment, isn't it?
Nothing hurts me more than knowing you're mad at me.
Nothing hurts me more than knowing you're disappointment in me.
Nothing hurts me more than not knowing when I will see you again.
But nothing, nothing hurts me more than being without you.
Nothing hurts me more than knowing you're disappointment in me.
Nothing hurts me more than not knowing when I will see you again.
But nothing, nothing hurts me more than being without you.
Friday, January 18, 2013
Caprice
One minute it was perfect,
And the next you would not care.
How could what we have been wrecked
When I was always there?
The caprice behind your doing,
The sarcasm eating at your soul;
You have succeeded at undoing
The one thing that made me whole.
I still think your beautiful,
I still want to hold your hand;
I want to be with you in daylight,
And to be with you in dark...
To see the sun shine in your hazel eyes,
Or the starlight catch your gaze;
To lay with you below the skies,
I will dream of this for days.
But the world has other plans for you
And so I must comply.
But I wish I were still holding you
And I will always wonder why...
Taking a stab at poetry, enjoy!
<3
F
And the next you would not care.
How could what we have been wrecked
When I was always there?
The caprice behind your doing,
The sarcasm eating at your soul;
You have succeeded at undoing
The one thing that made me whole.
I still think your beautiful,
I still want to hold your hand;
I want to be with you in daylight,
And to be with you in dark...
To see the sun shine in your hazel eyes,
Or the starlight catch your gaze;
To lay with you below the skies,
I will dream of this for days.
But the world has other plans for you
And so I must comply.
But I wish I were still holding you
And I will always wonder why...
Taking a stab at poetry, enjoy!
<3
F
Thursday, October 11, 2012
A Few of My Favorite Things: Fall Edition
Flannels
Pumpkin
Black, grey, and maroon
Rain
Vanilla-scented lotion
Wool
Homecoming
Knott's Scary Farm
Jersey Shore
College applications (JK!)
Duvets
Hats and scarves
Horror movies
Orange skies
Apple cider and pumpkin spice lattes
Starry nights
Daylight Savings Time
Sweater weather
Leaves
Back-to-school
Pumpkin carving
Politics
<3 F
Pumpkin
Black, grey, and maroon
Rain
Vanilla-scented lotion
Wool
Homecoming
Knott's Scary Farm
Jersey Shore
College applications (JK!)
Duvets
Hats and scarves
Horror movies
Orange skies
Apple cider and pumpkin spice lattes
Starry nights
Daylight Savings Time
Sweater weather
Leaves
Back-to-school
Pumpkin carving
Politics
<3 F
Things that have happened in my life.
Long time no talk... Let me catch you up.
We had sex.
I now suffer from an anxiety disorder.
Jack Kerouac rocks.
Pumpkin is delicious.
Candles make every day better.
We are mutually in love.
Muse, Green Day, and No Doubt all released great albums.
Thunder puts a HUGE smile on my face.
Paul Ryan is stupid.
Learning to play piano is not as fun as just playing piano.
<3
F
We had sex.
I now suffer from an anxiety disorder.
Jack Kerouac rocks.
Pumpkin is delicious.
Candles make every day better.
We are mutually in love.
Muse, Green Day, and No Doubt all released great albums.
Thunder puts a HUGE smile on my face.
Paul Ryan is stupid.
Learning to play piano is not as fun as just playing piano.
<3
F
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Reading
I love to read.
What I love most about reading is that it transports you to a different world, be it a magical, mythic world, or a memory of a place you used tobe in your life.
Recently I have read two great books, Going Home by Harriet Evans Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.
GOING HOME:
To sum it up without giving it away, this book is about love and family. It's written so well and completely transports you into the world of Lizzy, the protagonist. Evans develops Lizzy so well that you aren't surprised by her decisions and you always know how she will react, as of she were your own best friend or sister. This story is captivating and light and I would recommend the book to anyone looking for a fun, romantic read to keep you cozy in the fall.
PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER:
It is commonly known that Chbosky has produced a classic and timeless work with this one. Each and every character of the plot is so fully developed and each so unique. This story is one of surprise, sorrow, compassion, and love that took me on a trip down memory lane as I relived many of the feelings I had as an innocent freshman experiencing love and heartbreak and friendships for the first time. The element of mystery still found in a main character you know so well is what leaves you feeling so fulfilled once you put the book down. I read this entire book in one shift, I couldn't put it down!
<3
F
What I love most about reading is that it transports you to a different world, be it a magical, mythic world, or a memory of a place you used tobe in your life.
Recently I have read two great books, Going Home by Harriet Evans Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.
GOING HOME:
To sum it up without giving it away, this book is about love and family. It's written so well and completely transports you into the world of Lizzy, the protagonist. Evans develops Lizzy so well that you aren't surprised by her decisions and you always know how she will react, as of she were your own best friend or sister. This story is captivating and light and I would recommend the book to anyone looking for a fun, romantic read to keep you cozy in the fall.
PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER:
It is commonly known that Chbosky has produced a classic and timeless work with this one. Each and every character of the plot is so fully developed and each so unique. This story is one of surprise, sorrow, compassion, and love that took me on a trip down memory lane as I relived many of the feelings I had as an innocent freshman experiencing love and heartbreak and friendships for the first time. The element of mystery still found in a main character you know so well is what leaves you feeling so fulfilled once you put the book down. I read this entire book in one shift, I couldn't put it down!
<3
F
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