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| For now, anyway.
Seeing as the last time I posted on this was July, I don't think it should come as any surprise. But I am officially moving over to Tumblr. Well, actually I officially moved over to Tumblr WAY WAY WAY back, but I'm retiring this baby for a bit because I like my Tumblr better.
And here it is for anyone who cares: http://pocketsizedtanvee.tumblr.com/
And as a retirement post I will now post some of my favourite pictures ever.
And.
Go.
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| I've been back for a month now.
And there hasn't been a night I haven't cried myself to sleep.
How about we go a little old school?
But with nobody in your bed, the nights hard to get through. And I will die all alone. So what did you do those three days you were dead 'cause this problems gonna last more than the weekend. | | |
| ...They never really stop.
Bahahaha, fucking love Doctor Who. The two part series ending looks pretty fucking epic. The pandorica?!?!
And now cryptictimes.
You know what sucks the most. I believe everything you say to me, and I don't doubt it ever, and I honestly, honestly want everything you say to me to be true in a months time...in a years time....in five years time.
I just want a hug.
I decided with you, and I think I made this decision before I even knew I did, that I wouldn't hold back. And I'm not. Fuck it. Just fucking fuck it.
We're good together. I like that. I like it a lot. And ever since you've started talking about, I can't stop thinking about it. And the more I do, the more it seems that it would be absolutely perfect.
I can't believe you moved it down ANOTHER year. We started at 40, now its down to 29.
And it figures, that this would happen with someone who lives in another fucking continent. Good work Tanvee, really.
"Its scary isn't it? Knowing how much just one person can mean to you and your life." ---- "And knowing how much you can mean to one person."
You have given me faith. Maybe, maybe you'll stay. Either way, when you say you will I believe you. So please do. 'Cause everything I've said to you thus far, holds true.
It would be lovely.
The morningtimes. The tea and breakfast. The whose getting what this morning. The cockblocking, although as you said, lets hold back on that. The eveningtimes. Mmmmm, I smile just thinking about it. And Id be happy to make you a sandwich at any point you please :P.
It's amazing.
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| Don't get me wrong.
I'm happy to be back. I want to see my best mates. I did somewhat miss my family.
But then why am I crying right now?
I miss you so much.
I am so sorry for hurting you like this.
I know you think I can't see it. But when you say goodnight and the brief pause you take and that sad look in yours when you quietly tell me you love me and you miss me. I hate myself for making you that upset, I truly hate myself.
Fuck off if you think I'm being dramatic and stupid, I don't fucking care what you think or if you have a fucking opinion on it. I love him. And he's five thousand or whatever miles away and I have no clue when I'm going to see him.
And its at night when all I want to do is take the car to Newark and hop on the next flight to the UK. I just. I want you back. Please?
Goddamnit Tanvee, why do you insist on watching chick flicks and listening to John Mayer, Coldplay, and Death Cab for Cutie. You mother fucking masochist.
I'm going to go sob into my pillow now.
Goodnight.
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