Class traitor...WHAT-FUCKING-EVER!!!
Deep breaths, Love, Life doesn't get this good, so slow your fucking roll.
*in, out, in out...in.........out*
...kay. Needed that reality check.
Had a long, Steel Reserve-fueled talk with Jamie over the state of our relationship, being that it's all open and everything. Yea, I knew that from the start, so it doesn't bother me none, and the few times it did, I just left. Doesn't really benefit me none because I tend to attach to one person at a time. And he's leaving in summer, chasing that crust-punk dream, haha...everything considered, I'm surprisingly happy in a relationship going nowhere. Just killing time, I guess.
Oh, and he's been giving me awesome folk-punk music. I adore it.
And then, out of nowhere, I've been getting these texts, from someone having issues with his woman, and wanting to hang out...no go today since she came home early, but he's pushing for tomorrow...
He asked me what I honestly thought of him.
So I told him. Honestly.
I feel so...conflicted.
But not letting it get to me none. Even if it's 11 below, the sun is shining so it doesn't feel so cold, and the sky is clear thus far today, so hopefully a telescopic expedition tonight!
Maybe a 40 as well. Vastly cut back on the drinking, which is good, even I can admit it was getting a little ridiculous.
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And in my dreams,
I am dirty, broke, beautiful, and free.
My hand's clenched in a fist,
And my face in a smile
After hitchin' too many miles.
*in, out, in out...in.........out*
...kay. Needed that reality check.
Had a long, Steel Reserve-fueled talk with Jamie over the state of our relationship, being that it's all open and everything. Yea, I knew that from the start, so it doesn't bother me none, and the few times it did, I just left. Doesn't really benefit me none because I tend to attach to one person at a time. And he's leaving in summer, chasing that crust-punk dream, haha...everything considered, I'm surprisingly happy in a relationship going nowhere. Just killing time, I guess.
Oh, and he's been giving me awesome folk-punk music. I adore it.
And then, out of nowhere, I've been getting these texts, from someone having issues with his woman, and wanting to hang out...no go today since she came home early, but he's pushing for tomorrow...
He asked me what I honestly thought of him.
So I told him. Honestly.
I feel so...conflicted.
But not letting it get to me none. Even if it's 11 below, the sun is shining so it doesn't feel so cold, and the sky is clear thus far today, so hopefully a telescopic expedition tonight!
Maybe a 40 as well. Vastly cut back on the drinking, which is good, even I can admit it was getting a little ridiculous.
-----
And in my dreams,
I am dirty, broke, beautiful, and free.
My hand's clenched in a fist,
And my face in a smile
After hitchin' too many miles.