(no subject)
Wow, i haven't written in here for a long time. Okay. What has happened? Um.. my teeth are almost straight, they've got a few months to go. My surgery is scheduled soon. Things are coming along with the makeover stuff.
The girls are driving me crazy, but they leave in two weeks. I've almost made it and no deaths have occured. Yay me for not killing anyone!!
I've been having bizarre dream after bizarre dream for months now. Dreams of death, killing family members (I'm so sorry Dad! I really do love you..), botched surgeries, slapping exchange students for calling me a fucker, nazis, charles manson, and being lovers with Osama Bin Ladin. Blood, body parts (a whole fucking field of them), and more gore than in any b-flick I've ever seen.. They're neverending. I have never in my life been so curious as to what I will dream about next until lately.. I think I may need psychiatric help.
But.. the most life changing thing that has happened was that my love came to town, she stayed for 25 days. It was very odd with the students here, because she was once a student who lived with us herself, 7 years ago. But we're so close in age, that it was never a "Mom"-"Daughter" relationship... but I don't know what was so different about this visit.. she is such.. god.. she has become such a beautiful woman. Her body..her mind..the smell of her.. her touch.. she rocked my world. My entire world. We fell deeply completely in love. She provides things that I thought I could do without in my life. And then she went back home to Argentina, leaving me with an addiction to Yerba Mate, and her, and it totally broke my heart to where I've been throwing up constantly (I've seen a doctor, but how can I tell him it's my heart, not my stomach?). It just wasn't enough time.. And her heart is broken too.. I'm not too sure how long we'll be able to be apart from each other. But it helps that we talk everyday, or at least send our love in an email. But not a day goes by that I don't ache to touch her skin, kiss her lips, smell her hair, stare into her eyes.
J ♥'s R
The girls are driving me crazy, but they leave in two weeks. I've almost made it and no deaths have occured. Yay me for not killing anyone!!
I've been having bizarre dream after bizarre dream for months now. Dreams of death, killing family members (I'm so sorry Dad! I really do love you..), botched surgeries, slapping exchange students for calling me a fucker, nazis, charles manson, and being lovers with Osama Bin Ladin. Blood, body parts (a whole fucking field of them), and more gore than in any b-flick I've ever seen.. They're neverending. I have never in my life been so curious as to what I will dream about next until lately.. I think I may need psychiatric help.
But.. the most life changing thing that has happened was that my love came to town, she stayed for 25 days. It was very odd with the students here, because she was once a student who lived with us herself, 7 years ago. But we're so close in age, that it was never a "Mom"-"Daughter" relationship... but I don't know what was so different about this visit.. she is such.. god.. she has become such a beautiful woman. Her body..her mind..the smell of her.. her touch.. she rocked my world. My entire world. We fell deeply completely in love. She provides things that I thought I could do without in my life. And then she went back home to Argentina, leaving me with an addiction to Yerba Mate, and her, and it totally broke my heart to where I've been throwing up constantly (I've seen a doctor, but how can I tell him it's my heart, not my stomach?). It just wasn't enough time.. And her heart is broken too.. I'm not too sure how long we'll be able to be apart from each other. But it helps that we talk everyday, or at least send our love in an email. But not a day goes by that I don't ache to touch her skin, kiss her lips, smell her hair, stare into her eyes.
J ♥'s R