.I hope you're as happy as you're pretending...
The last three days with David have been....really extraordinary. I mean we'd been in this big...fist fight, sort of. It was harsh and terrible and heartbreaking.. But I think we've both really opened up to the understanding of what we are, and are starting to remember not to push each other around, starting to remember to not damage each other or take ourselves forgranted because that's about all we'd been doing for a while. We would hurt each other. And every day, a new fight. I despised watching us turn into another stereotype. We have to be very careful. Anything can effect a person. Anything, even tiny things. Comments, looks, whatever.
This morning some co-worker Carrie of his got into his car with him when she went to bum a cigarette. And it made me so fucking uncomfortable. And I think she got the hint but it made me feel quite insecure and yucky. Nobody in their right mind invites themself into the car of a man she knows is dating somebody seriously. She'd better watch her fucking self. Not to let her think she can get close to him. Nobody. I was talking to Dave on the phone before he was scheduled to work when it happened. Don't cross your fucking limits. I will NOT allow ANYBODY to dare touch my comfort levels and make me feel, in any way, threatened.
Ever again.
And today my grandparents are flying in from New York City, and my good beans Jillian Leigh is flying in from Wisconsin too.. and it's going to be super-magnifico! <33
Our one year anniversary is on April 26. It's scary as shit to me. It's the scariest thing i'm dealing with. I'm afraid to trust one of the only things I love.
Help.
This morning some co-worker Carrie of his got into his car with him when she went to bum a cigarette. And it made me so fucking uncomfortable. And I think she got the hint but it made me feel quite insecure and yucky. Nobody in their right mind invites themself into the car of a man she knows is dating somebody seriously. She'd better watch her fucking self. Not to let her think she can get close to him. Nobody. I was talking to Dave on the phone before he was scheduled to work when it happened. Don't cross your fucking limits. I will NOT allow ANYBODY to dare touch my comfort levels and make me feel, in any way, threatened.
Ever again.
And today my grandparents are flying in from New York City, and my good beans Jillian Leigh is flying in from Wisconsin too.. and it's going to be super-magnifico! <33
Our one year anniversary is on April 26. It's scary as shit to me. It's the scariest thing i'm dealing with. I'm afraid to trust one of the only things I love.
Help.