There are a lot of things I can't do or say in a very much matured relationship (with C, of course). An attention seeker is one who seeks attention and to him and many others; it is a some sorta... major annoyance. As a woman in a matured relationship, I cannot really seek my wanted attention because the man would say, "C'mon, don't you know me?! Haven't you understand already?! HAVEN'T YOU UNDERSTAND HOW OU.." OK, CUT. Stop. You know I'm doing really good with C. It's just one of those nights where I think about how amusingly... stable our relationship is. I, constantly, do not want to screw things up. So I am thinking about how I should suck in my wants for attention. I'm not young anymore, I don't whine - and I don't want to.
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Not-so-secret.
I don't wish for this but it's the truth. I face the truth everyday and I do not deny how fucked up it is. Yes, above is my current handwriting (I change them, it's my mood - get it?) and I feel... as solemn as ever about my family. I hope the shame fades away because I really do love my family.
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I don't like blogging about my purchases because I think the point of telling people your purchases is pointless. Say, you bought a skirt. Yeah. That's it. You bought a skirt. Point of the story? It's lovely and you bought a skirt. Well done.
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I like true bloggers. Bloggers who blog about how they feel about this and that. Not bloggers who blog about where they go, Orchard, Cineleisure, Heeren then we went to Chinatown for dimsum. After that met up with A and B, bumped into C and D and hung out with E. E says that bitch is so ugly but F still fucked her anyway like OMG. Oh yes ME SO HAPPY TO SEE G and bumped into H, I, J, K, L... That's all, BB, xoxo. Maybe if you touch your heart about a lot of issues, your blog would be much more interesting.
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I cannot stand bimbo blogs. But contradictingly, I read them to get myself pissed. But I don't do tagboard wars, so no worries.
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I'm going out with C soon. Which means I get to see him after so long. The anticipation - you know how it feels? It feels fucking awesome.
Goodnight.
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