Because sometimes I have to say it even though no one may be listening.
Some things to know about me:
I am owned by a French Bulldog, Miss Izzie, check out her blog frenchiesrule.tumblr.com.
I like to spend my time reading, travelling, swimming and going to the cinema.
French is my first language and I adore French and British stuff.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Me thinks he was planning to break up with me Thursday night. Many many clues tell me this, but when he arrived I was on the phone learning about a family friend’s health problems and the tumor she needs to have removed.
I guess he thought it would have been too much for me. I would rather he had gotten it over with then instead of putting me through this unpleasant weekend.
It is easy now for me to list all his faults etc… But it does not make the hurt go away because in the end he would rather be “alone” than be my boyfriend.
But now so many things are tainted I am scared to go home, I feel him all over my home! he helped me move, he has liquor and beer there, his homemade ratatouille is in my freezer. There are places I can’t imagine going back to without him.
I am in a daze I have had no food, my head hurts and I am scared to go to sleep.
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mar-see-ah said:
Stop and get food before you go home and immediately after getting home purge. Throw out the ratatouille, any of the shit that is yours that is cheap that makes you think of him. Pile his shit up. And pour yourself a drink! Prefably from his stock.
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