2sips from the cup of human kindness.
{Final Science exam in less than 11hours; haven't started studying yet.
Good girl gone bad, you say?}
Mad props to trashy collages, aha.
Those picture were taken yesterday, as in "Alexander +Justine's hangouts at the Parc des Hirondelles every weekdays".
&as in Morgane is getting jealous, much? obviously.
Since Alexander's dad has died, a few weeks ago, Morgane has been busy busy busy.
Traveling from Portland to Syracuse &Montreal, doing some makeup contracts in the States &visiting her family.
I've barely been seeing her, &when I get the chance to, it's only for split seconds she would have rather spent somewhere else - with someone else.
No harm is done. But I've been reading in your mind all along, lady.
As a result of her full schedule &casual highway drives, Alexander, who is caught in Canada for work matters, is becoming a crappy loner.
&guess who joyfully entertains him? I do.
We spend half of our freetime together, complaining about our spouses being so far away.
Our days mainly consist of shopping sessions, parks, ice cream, gummies &laughter.
I'm proud to say that ever since his dad passed away, I've never seen him as happy as yesterday.
Unfortunately, good things always come to an end.
In 10days, Alexander Ollin &Morgane Saint-Gelais will officially be Americans.
They're both moving together in Portland, where the Ollin family lives.
No more wedding, no more trendy loft on Marquette, no more passenger seat, no more sleepovers, no more Buddha Bar, no more unforeseen visits, no more fruities.
All of this will be over. In 10days. 10tiny days.
Good thing is (because yes, there's always positive aspects to everything.), MY LOVERBOY IS MOVING IN MONTREAL IN 4SLEEPS.
Previously today, he interrupted our phonecall sooner than expected because he had to do some packing.
THAT'S CRAZY!!1!!1!!!1!
I've been thinking about it all day &I assume that I'm starting to realize the fact that in such a short laps of time, he'll be home.
We've been counting down the months &the weeks to June 24th &now, it's only a matter of days. wow.
Time goes on so fast; it's unbelievable.
I can't hardly even remember the first months of our relationship, when we couldn't see eachother, when we were talking on the phone only every 2days, 3if we weren't lucky.
&from now on; GOODBYE, sporadic sex.
Periods, you won't get in my way anymore - even if they show up twice a month.
We'll see eachother all the time, have sex when we feel like it, only 30minutes bus rides will keep us away, I'll cook for him, he'll pick me up after neverending days at work, I'll accompany him to the grocery store &I'll slip into his bedsheets early in the morning without having to wake up before the sun rises.
All of this coming true - finally. My dream, my dream, my dream.
Good girl gone bad, you say?}
Mad props to trashy collages, aha.
Those picture were taken yesterday, as in "Alexander +Justine's hangouts at the Parc des Hirondelles every weekdays".
&as in Morgane is getting jealous, much? obviously.
Since Alexander's dad has died, a few weeks ago, Morgane has been busy busy busy.
Traveling from Portland to Syracuse &Montreal, doing some makeup contracts in the States &visiting her family.
I've barely been seeing her, &when I get the chance to, it's only for split seconds she would have rather spent somewhere else - with someone else.
No harm is done. But I've been reading in your mind all along, lady.
As a result of her full schedule &casual highway drives, Alexander, who is caught in Canada for work matters, is becoming a crappy loner.
&guess who joyfully entertains him? I do.
We spend half of our freetime together, complaining about our spouses being so far away.
Our days mainly consist of shopping sessions, parks, ice cream, gummies &laughter.
I'm proud to say that ever since his dad passed away, I've never seen him as happy as yesterday.
Unfortunately, good things always come to an end.
In 10days, Alexander Ollin &Morgane Saint-Gelais will officially be Americans.
They're both moving together in Portland, where the Ollin family lives.
No more wedding, no more trendy loft on Marquette, no more passenger seat, no more sleepovers, no more Buddha Bar, no more unforeseen visits, no more fruities.
All of this will be over. In 10days. 10tiny days.
Good thing is (because yes, there's always positive aspects to everything.), MY LOVERBOY IS MOVING IN MONTREAL IN 4SLEEPS.
Previously today, he interrupted our phonecall sooner than expected because he had to do some packing.
THAT'S CRAZY!!1!!1!!!1!
I've been thinking about it all day &I assume that I'm starting to realize the fact that in such a short laps of time, he'll be home.
We've been counting down the months &the weeks to June 24th &now, it's only a matter of days. wow.
Time goes on so fast; it's unbelievable.
I can't hardly even remember the first months of our relationship, when we couldn't see eachother, when we were talking on the phone only every 2days, 3if we weren't lucky.
&from now on; GOODBYE, sporadic sex.
Periods, you won't get in my way anymore - even if they show up twice a month.
We'll see eachother all the time, have sex when we feel like it, only 30minutes bus rides will keep us away, I'll cook for him, he'll pick me up after neverending days at work, I'll accompany him to the grocery store &I'll slip into his bedsheets early in the morning without having to wake up before the sun rises.
All of this coming true - finally. My dream, my dream, my dream.