dear j
today I'd really really like to smell you- sniff sniff
and giggle#and have you make silly noises
and nuzzle me
i love you loads an loads
miss you so much
pixie xxx
Monday 20 July 2009
bitter much?
****** has been deleted on facebook by the only man she's ever trusted enough to move in with.
who she introduced to 4/7 of her siblings.
the only lover who ever met her father.
whose family she went to meet in a foreign country when she ought to be at home going to a funeral.
the first man to take her in all her orifices.
the first man to choke her.
he once called her "fat, lazy & boring in bed".
she must've really loved the dumbass because she spent two more years with him after he said it.
the first man she ever really wanted to marry, has completed his mission to excise her from his existence.
well done alex, I hope you're very happy with the liver sausage.
your friends all hate her.
who she introduced to 4/7 of her siblings.
the only lover who ever met her father.
whose family she went to meet in a foreign country when she ought to be at home going to a funeral.
the first man to take her in all her orifices.
the first man to choke her.
he once called her "fat, lazy & boring in bed".
she must've really loved the dumbass because she spent two more years with him after he said it.
the first man she ever really wanted to marry, has completed his mission to excise her from his existence.
well done alex, I hope you're very happy with the liver sausage.
your friends all hate her.
Sunday 19 July 2009
the peculiar way in which pain is worse when you're being stood up by someone you shouldn't be longing to see anyway.
the way in which despair seeps into the cracks in your conciousness, crackling like water over ice.
I am an interesting experiment.
Life is the toddler, I am the unfortunate arthropod, and I'm running out of limbs.
the way in which despair seeps into the cracks in your conciousness, crackling like water over ice.
I am an interesting experiment.
Life is the toddler, I am the unfortunate arthropod, and I'm running out of limbs.
Wednesday 8 July 2009
happy birthday
I went to meet my bloke from the airport yesterday. I haven't seen him for near on four months.
I dressed nice and got up at 5am to meet his flight. He came out of arrivals, through those swing doors with two armed policemen who let me say hello before they took him away. I waited all day trying to find out what was happening and worrying that this third breach of his order would send him to prison. At about 4pm he turned up on my doorstep. Bedraggled smelly and freaked out.
They've tagged him and given him a curfew. He came home for my birthday but couldn't stay with me the night before or my birthday proper ( I wasn't born til nine o clock in the evening, so actually it's not yet).
Now the person who told me I could have a party in their houe (I've invited everyone) is making oh-I'm-not-really-sure noises and my best london girlfriend has announced that shes not coming.
Well she's not alone, because what with the curfew my boyfriend can't come either.
It's been raining pretty much all day, and when I had a wash this morning the whole shower thingy came off the wall into my hands.
I dressed nice and got up at 5am to meet his flight. He came out of arrivals, through those swing doors with two armed policemen who let me say hello before they took him away. I waited all day trying to find out what was happening and worrying that this third breach of his order would send him to prison. At about 4pm he turned up on my doorstep. Bedraggled smelly and freaked out.
They've tagged him and given him a curfew. He came home for my birthday but couldn't stay with me the night before or my birthday proper ( I wasn't born til nine o clock in the evening, so actually it's not yet).
Now the person who told me I could have a party in their houe (I've invited everyone) is making oh-I'm-not-really-sure noises and my best london girlfriend has announced that shes not coming.
Well she's not alone, because what with the curfew my boyfriend can't come either.
It's been raining pretty much all day, and when I had a wash this morning the whole shower thingy came off the wall into my hands.
Thursday 2 July 2009
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