i miss you so much but i can’t bring myself to say it. i love you but i can only silently let it resound inside because the noise of our fights get to me.
neither of us are happy, well-rounded people but i try my best. gone are my wild days last year where i used to drown my sorrows about the relationship on every saturday night and stumble back “home” dead drunk and pretend i was happily in love.
i’m just trying to do my job here, but you’re not helping at all.
you go crazy over every guy here in perth. i really am up to my neck in work.
all the other men don’t matter. when will you realize you are special.
special. collarbones, those hands, you biting my lips, you chewing my lips, your infernally violent kisses when you send me home, how you smile after an orgasm, how those dimples show through after you pout…………….
i really wish you knew.
i don’t care about your new apartment at clark quay. i don’t care if you have hair now. i don’t care if you’ve lost weight. i don’t care about anything else.
all i want is for you to understand, my love, that i love you.
i really wish you knew the reason i’m not going to screw up this year is because of you. i wish you knew how much you meant. despite everything i say, i can’t bloody wait to go back in june, right into your waiting arms. i know the wait is hard, and i know you love me.
like i said, the days will crawl, and the years will fly.
i want you to be proud of me. not just love me.
iloveyou. i don’t say it often because i don’t want it come and go easily.
okay. anybody want to be my study buddy? crunchtime is coming. i need to finish assignments and write essays, essays, essays, and yes, ESSAYS.
geez.
i’ve got two boyfriends. the first boyfriend is an indoboy, the second boyfriend is called SCHOOL(WORK). the indoboy often gets jealous because my second boyfriend sucks up all my time, but it’s inevitable because i sex my second boyfriend every weekday night so i can do whatever i want on weekends..
so how? i’m twotiming two boyfriends. one ambivalent about the other’s existence, one very angry about the other’s existence. oh indoboy indoboy. i wish you would just use up some frequent flyer miles and surprise me on my doorstep the next weekend. i love you so much. i just hope you understand.
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seems like ages since you found me. four years. time flies. remember when we were together and we dreamed of building our crime empire and a fortress together and having kids from palestine and israel and vietnam and cambodia……………
happy 26th birthday, you’ll always be 18 in my heart.
emily fiona heng feng pei, i hope you’ll always be happy. i’ll always love you. and those pink lips.
<333
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in the woods deep in the recesses of my brain i run and run and run only to find that i’m running around in circles. in my mind’s eye your image is burned across it like a heart on fire yes mine, mine, mine, fuel for your fire i wonder when will you stop loving me. i know you love me more than he did, she did, they did, and even in those miles between us i can feel your smile when i call you and it warms my heart so, but how can i make you feel mine. my love warms no hearts, my love is a quiet love, i fear that if it burns too bright it will die out. yes i love you, i do, and there will be no promises of eternity but only your gentle knowing that my love is a light that will never burn out.
i love you C.
all the other men and women don’t look as good as you. i roam the streets and all i can think about is you, you, you, like an obsessed schoolgirl, i get impatient when you don’t reply promptly. i wish you would understand that all i have inside my mind and heart is you, you, you.
i love you C, with all my heart. i wish i was there for you, but i can’t. 95 days.
love you love you love you.
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i love sydney so much i wanna move here next year. how i wish you were here with me, driving us around, kissing me, making love in a random hotel, eating all the glorious seafood, and us alone in the city just walking and getting lost together.
sydney is beautiful. but it’d be marvellous with you, love.
i love you adisuwiryo. know that i love you and only you.
(:
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every time you beg me to stay, a little part of me dies inside. i hope we pass this test.
the days crawl, but the years fly by.
i love you, adisuwiryo.
happy two months baby. (:
the days crawl, the months run, and you know the years will fly past us.
