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I've been feeling strangely reflective. Okay, maybe not strangely. My 25th birthday is coming up, I recently moved into my boyfriend's apartment, and have gone through a swath of medical malfunctions. So strangely isn't so strange ( Read more... )

The pattern Peter's hair grows in on the top of his head looks like the sign for Charybdis.

Significant? I'm choosing to believe so.

I've got my daily commute down to a science of invisible landmarks of leftover technology and unidentifiable stains through the belly of the New York City system. But somehow the stairway up from the depths of of the uptown express train Grand Central Station, the one you get to from the second car back from the front which I ride for that express ( Read more... )

Me: Sookie's Mine
Peter: No. She's mine. You can have Tara.

<3

Peter asked me to move in with him. Formally.

Our life is now abuzz with discussions about moving furniture, adding shelving and figuring out how to fit two (complete) lives into one space.

Hello Next Step In My Relationship, I'm glad you're finally here!

 My sugarfree redbull shot was sticky on top, so I followed the directions and and did not use it because it looked like it may have been "tampered" with. Somehow I don't think "five hour power" is supposed to come in a "shot" form. I'd like to know that if I am going to poison my body with "energy" drinks I am doing it from a can that looks like ( Read more... )

Sometimes I get really angry at facebook, when I've already read everyone's status updates (and there aren't more because I read everyone's yesterday status updates too).

I need a distraction from my romance-worries, or some guiding light to show me the ways.

My real complaint?

This NEVER happens in romance novels.

(Plus it's too hot and I've been ( Read more... )

I knew it had been too long. I didn't realize how long it had been. That it was forget your username long or forget which password you were using long. I didn't realize how much I'd miss this process until it wasn't right at my finger tips, until I had to work to unlock the secrets of the journaling that had once been so much of who I was ... but I ( Read more... )

Me: is there anything that i can do to make you feel better? anything i can do to help?
Peter: Just be with me.

I love you and that should be easy. So why do I keep dreaming that I'm cheating on you, keep breaking your heart and mine? And when I'm awake, why do I keep asking for and needing things you can't give? You have enough on your plate (dad ( Read more... )