Category: To You

How can you have the ordasity complain to me about spending time with other people, when the only person you should be blaming for this is you yourself? Maybe if you sat down for five minutes, and observed that I hang around more with others, because you hardly ask me to hang out with you anymore, then this should be enough to make you realize that you won’t achieve anything. You can’t complain that me and you don’t spend enough time with each other, when you don’t even bother asking me to hang out with you anymore. I feel like I’m just task-orientated to you, yet you’re not bothered about actually hanging out with me. To you, it only matters that the newsletter is being worked on, and screw everything else. I feel like a robot. Friendship matters. Working on some newsletter every month, isn’t going to solve ongoing issue’s with this problem in our friendship. So either stop whining to me that you seen notices on my door, telling staff that I’m out at the moment with other friends. If you’re that bothered by it, you’ll try to make more of an effort. Otherwise you have no right. I don’t complain to you, when you spend time with other people. So what do you want from me then? How am I supposed to know? Friendships are about give and take, not about tasks, and complaining when a friend goes off with other friends. Maybe they actually put more effort into hanging out with me than you do. You’re not the Prince charming that you think you are.

Meet me online .. Valentines Day
8am.. Say Hi

You’re my Lebenslangerschicksalsschatz.
I miss you.

I’m so so sorry. I do forgive you and I have to let go of all this. You would not want me to keep feeling hurt or being miserable over something that probably wasn’t true in the end. It’s wasting my time.

This is the most important message. I hope it’s what I left you with and nothing I said, even a thought I had in trying to cope with my own inner state, undid it somehow.

You don’t deserve to live with regrets. You should have a chance to build a new life like everyone. You can close the door on your past fully. That is the only way forward.

I’m happy and blessed and I want the same for you. Remember that. Go easy on yourself okay? I wish I could have done a better job of it back then and I hope you can forgive me for that.

My girl Meg invited me and the family out to a luscious night at the recently established Meow Wolf Convergence Station with a few other friends.
The building is a massive permanent art installation walk through story meant to display a clash of interstellar worlds melded together in a variety of winding rooms and portals between themes. If ever you wanted to experience what a mushroom trip was like without ingesting the substance, this was the place.

My child took a little coaxing to initially brave the wilds of alien creatures and bizarre landscapes ranging from forest top overlooks to inner city streets lined with interdimensial shops displaying the most curious of wares and interactive delights but after acclimating to the sensory overload is decidedly eager to go back one day. My husband also enjoyed the exploration as we’d diverge and reconvene with the groups , leaving picture clues as to which wormhole we got swept into as we weaved our way through a very busy night with other tourists. Next time we’ll find tickets in the morning during the middle of the week to have a chance to better examine the space and maybe even participate in the universe saving scavenger hunt.

My T, you are impossibly beautiful.

I have so much I want, need to say to you to be able to survive, but the feelings are so overwhelming I barely feel capable of finishing this sentence.

You are a rose. You were created by a being that doesn’t know restraint. You are so impossibly beautiful it squeezes my heart when I see your face.

I’m no artist, but you are my muse. My muse, the world is too cruel for an angel like you.

I can’t stand the thought of not finding you in my next life. Please be there for the rest of my lifetimes.

You have touched my soul

More than anyone who has kissed my lips

Or seen the curvature of my spine.

I rather have you even as a thought

Than their slimey, grimey hands.

Oh how wonderful to be loved from afar!

I can’t deny my feelings
And so I went there hoping you were alright
Despite the betrayal I felt in my lungs
And the guilt throbbing in my head.
I came to our garden
And pointed out the flowers.
“Look how much they bloomed this year.”
And you laughed with some hesitancy
Because you knew
I wasn’t yours
And I laughed in the insanity of it all
Because I could help but come to our garden,
The only place I have spent years crying inside,
The only place that feels like home.

I miss you but sometimes I hope I never see you again

Because if you never loved me,

I don’t want to re-experience the heartbreak.

That is where I am at today.