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I haven't written in livejournal in close to a year. I havent been an active user for much longer then that.
Where i normally scribble down my thoughts - is a 90 page notebook that is hidden away under the rest of my crap at my dads house.
Ive been living at marcus's house - which has been a weird idea for me to comprehend.
-5 months later and im still living in denial that "I. . . actually live with my boyfriend"
Its kinda funny. He moved into his apartment in September, since then i have spent exactly one week and 3 days at my dads house.9 out of 10 of those days was last seen in october.
I . . . am a full timer - at Viscayne Grove. . . what a weird idea.
he drives me absolutely NUTS! He is a CONTROL FREAK,BOSSY, IMPATIENT but. . .i gotta say. . .since i last wrote about him (which my last entry has gotten pretty dusty), no doubt - im in love with the freako.
I was laying in bed last night and - he was breathing all loud and i actually thought to myself "how crazy, i go to sleep every night with the guy im in love with. SHIT!, I LIVE WITH HIM" Its a weird thing to start to comprehend. I Think we're both still getting the hang of it.i kinda feel like we always will be.
One big game of "house".
I dont like that it puts me at his mercy . . it makes me feel like in someway - im _________________.
Sometimes i miss going home when I feel like going home. When im ready for bed, as opposed to "the other 1/2."
I guess its just a compromise thing.
Compromise: is a concept of finding agreement through communication, through a mutual acceptance of terms-often involving variations from an original goal or desire.,
(: overall though - i gotta say. . .coming home and being silly while layin in bed - with your favorite someone - is a nice end of any day. weather i feel like throwing a brick at his head - or - not
p.s - Its been a while.
Where i normally scribble down my thoughts - is a 90 page notebook that is hidden away under the rest of my crap at my dads house.
Ive been living at marcus's house - which has been a weird idea for me to comprehend.
-5 months later and im still living in denial that "I. . . actually live with my boyfriend"
Its kinda funny. He moved into his apartment in September, since then i have spent exactly one week and 3 days at my dads house.9 out of 10 of those days was last seen in october.
I . . . am a full timer - at Viscayne Grove. . . what a weird idea.
he drives me absolutely NUTS! He is a CONTROL FREAK,BOSSY, IMPATIENT but. . .i gotta say. . .since i last wrote about him (which my last entry has gotten pretty dusty), no doubt - im in love with the freako.
I was laying in bed last night and - he was breathing all loud and i actually thought to myself "how crazy, i go to sleep every night with the guy im in love with. SHIT!, I LIVE WITH HIM" Its a weird thing to start to comprehend. I Think we're both still getting the hang of it.i kinda feel like we always will be.
One big game of "house".
I dont like that it puts me at his mercy . . it makes me feel like in someway - im _________________.
Sometimes i miss going home when I feel like going home. When im ready for bed, as opposed to "the other 1/2."
I guess its just a compromise thing.
Compromise: is a concept of finding agreement through communication, through a mutual acceptance of terms-often involving variations from an original goal or desire.,
(: overall though - i gotta say. . .coming home and being silly while layin in bed - with your favorite someone - is a nice end of any day. weather i feel like throwing a brick at his head - or - not
p.s - Its been a while.