FUCK YOU VERY MUCH

Not that anyone reads this, but I aplogise for the last week's hiatus. The following may explain my absence:

James,


If you are reading this, fuck you. Fuck you so very, very much. Fuck you in the arse with a rusty scimitar 'til you've not a drop of blood left to bleed.


After everything you and I have been through what you have done is truly unforgiveable. Maybe you think that you have got away, that by shagging the new girl you will be able to forget the outrageous way you sabotaged our love. Unfortunately for you, this is not the case.


You will forever live with the shame, the regret and the guilt of having destroyed the most beautiful thing on this planet. You lied to me, betrayed my trust, then after admitting all this, tried to make me feel it was my fault.


Right now I feel like dirt and you are off having fun, but soon enough I'll find someone who deserves somebody as good as me and you'll forever be left with the knowledge that you do not. For that I pity you.


Yours no longer,

A

Yes that's right: only weeks after I claimed we were "closer than we've ever been" I find that arsehole had decided run away with a newer model. A new girl started in his office only a month or so ago and he feels he has a stronger connection to her than the woman he was planning his life with. One moment we're jokingly suggesting children's names, the next he's telling me "I need my freedom".

What does this mean for the blog, dear reader? I'd like to say I'll continue eventually, but for now it'll be on indefinite hiatus.

Twice a week sounds just fine to me!

Today I shall make 3 wishes in the hopes that a genie reads my blog:

Numero un:

Numero deux:

Numero trois:

And just in case I get an extraordinarily generous djinni:

Here's hoping James won't read my blog. Then again, he would probably agree to that particular threesome XD

Much love!
(and just a teensy bit extra for http://www.rokit.co.uk/)

Off to a shaky start it would seem.

"Oh I'm so excited about writing this, I'll have new posts ALL the time".... yeah right. But at last, I have something. My man-guy-boy-lad-friend found this on funnyjunk and I absolutely must share it:

Ain't it puuurdy =)

OMFG REPOST I hear you say. Oh well, someone has to spread the joy!

Since I'll likely mention him a lot (and already have) I ought give a bit of backstory to James: the afore-mentioned owner of my heart + a penis. He and I met a few years ago and always kinda felt wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey around each other, till last year when were both finally single at the same time. We fell into a pretty intense relationship, where we were practically living together. Of course, the bubble eventually burst and later in the year we had an explosive (and rather vicious) break up.

Only two weeks after the event we were already talking and joking about the whole thing. It's that aspect of our relationship which tells me how much sense we make: we can't even manage to stay angry at each other for more than a few days. The best thing is, after the smoke has cleared we are able to see what it was that caused this to happen and work on it. A few months on we are closer than we've ever been, but also giving each other the space we were missing.

Probably nobody will read this, but just in case I can give someone out there a little hope.... oh, who am I kidding? I talk the ears off anyone who'll listen!

Much love!

To quote my favourite animated meerkat "it starts".

Today I embark on a quest for discovery, recovery and.... other-overies, for today I become yet another small voice in the great choir that is the inter-blagz.

My (loves me long time) boyfriend will laugh heartily when he hears about this. He'll probably call me a "sheeple", which will piss me off to no end for a few hours. Then I'll remember how incredibly amazingly silly he made me feel when he first kissed me and how soft his pillow is and how hard his... sorry bout that...

So first order of business is why the bloomin heck I'm ere. The answer: pretties. I will be scouring the internet and compiling a list of anything that makes me say "ooh" or "teehee" or "squeeeeeeeeee!". Maybe a pair of heels today, a gorgeous dress tomorrow, whatever.

So let's see how this goes....