September 2012
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August 2012
“This is me, in all my splendor and it doesn’t get any better than this”
Everything I must do this holiday season:
Go to the pumpkin patch. Carve pumpkins. Make pumpkin pie. Make a fire at least three times a week. LA Haunted Hayride. Disneyland Halloween thing. Dress up for halloween. Go trick-or-treating :) Make Gingerbread Houses. Ice Skating in Pershing Square. Play in the snow. Put up my Wall Christmas Tree. Look at Christmas lights. Go to a New Years party....
Speak, talk , tell, ask. →
It wasn’t until I saw you tonight that I remembered all the fucked up things you said and did to me. You sat there, lying to my face for years. For years. Claiming you loved me. Then turning around and blaming your indiscretions on me. Instead of accepting that fact that you chose to sleep with multiple girls while you were with me, you just said that I wasn’t adventurous enough in bed...
