There is so much that I would love to write about everything that's going on, but because I'm not only short in time, but also just simply don't know how to put everything to words, it'll be one big ravel that no one exept for me will understand.

Let me make clear that everything about the ravel is amazingly positive. Let there be no  ( Read more... )

Funny it was, when I found out that the one that I've been writing about for a while now, is actually reading my posts here. It's a little harder for me to write about him. But I wont hold myself back from pooring out whatever I feel, cause I wouldn't have to hide it.
I know I can put my journals under a lock, so he wont be able to read it. But in ( Read more... )

Omg, where to start...

Friday; today, Karin invited me over. Her hubby was out for the weekend, so she invited me over. My god how wonderful it is to feel welcome.. She's like a mom to me. The mom that I never had. And her kids are just like brothers and sister to me. They are so nice to me and that's something I really miss in everyday life, from ( Read more... )

I just got home from Niels' place.. *sigh*

Yesterday night, I was chatting with the MJFC girls, as suddenly I got the feeling that someone was thinking about me. I had my phone's sound off, so I really couldn't know that I just got a message, but when I looked, I got a text from Niels.

He was asking the most ridiculous things, but I knew where it was ( Read more... )

How can I miss you, while we don't even know
How can I miss you, while we don't even love
How can I miss you, while we don't even share.
How can I....
How can I miss your presence,
How can I miss your touch,
How can I miss your kiss, without ever having kissed How can I........

( Historical moment : Wendy's back on her )

Wellicht het fijnste weekend sinds tijden en misschien wel van onze hele relatie. We hebben lekker aan het water gezeten. Zon onder zien gaan, die we helaas net niet hebben onder kunnen zien gaan omdat de spuitboten de horizon vervuilde met hun stuifzand. Maar wat maakt het uit.

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