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Dave is out picking up a friend/ex-sexual partner from work because she's having a hard time apparently. He dropped me off home after work. He's always so there for his friends, sometimes to an annoying extent, like that time he had that 17 year old chick sleep over because she had no where to go, back when I was living in Tamworth. It was nice ( Read more... )

So much for just pretending that none of this crap with Azaria and Rose ever happened. This should be it now. This should be the end of it.

Azaria just texted me. I deleted her off my Facebook, but I have seen her latest status courtesy of Mark's homepage. I also deleted Rose. I was sick of seeing what they were directing at me. Anyway, so this ( Read more... )

I'm broken. This past week has taken me and torn me into little pieces and spat me out. I'm having trouble talking to people. I'm having trouble getting out of the house. I'll only do it if it's necessary. I'm having trouble controlling my thoughts. I am fine when Mark is here, but I instantly got butterflies in my stomach when he got up to go to ( Read more... )

It's going to take a while for things to go back to resembling anything close to normal. Today has been hard. Yesterday was great. Yesterday it was just us and waiting to tell everyone that we were back together and sex, lots of sex. Today, Mark went back to work and I had another confrontation with Azaria. She keeps writing these angsty Facebook ( Read more... )

Mark had Azaria here last night. Her and Rose stayed here. It was when he woke up next to her and realised that it wasn't me that he knew he'd made the biggest mistake. While this was happening I was crying my heart out at Jason's, and then I decided that I wanted to come home, and shower in my shower. I also wanted to put myself out there and ask ( Read more... )

I didn't sleep much. I thought I would because crying is exhausting, but I couldn't. I never got into that deep sleep. I kept waking up. I only checked my phone for the time twice. Once at 2:30am and then again at 6:45am, when I decided that going back to sleep seriously wouldn't happen. It was so hard to get to sleep. It wasn't my bed, my ( Read more... )

My hands smell like dinner. Chicken spaghetti bolagnaise. It was beautiful. I smell it everytime I itch my nose, which is like every four seconds. In just typing that sentence I itched my nose twice.

For the first time in a while, I feel like everything in my relationship is on track. It's all going in the right direction. I know that that sounds ( Read more... )

I feel weird right now. Really, really weird. Last night was huge. Last night was a complete jump over all the little steps I'd taken to get this far ahead. I'm not angry about it though. I knew it was going to happen at some stage. I expected it, but didn't, sort of. I'm not invincible right? No one is. There's always step backs, and now that I'm ( Read more... )

The other day I posted this note on Facebook asking others to write something about me to put in my little "about me" section, and I got some really nice responses.

So I'm really sick of thinking up potentially interesting and not too conceited things about myself to write in that little section, and I don't really know what about me lately ( Read more... )