so i took a day off work through sheer physical and mental exhaustion. and it happened to coincide with a visit from one of the operations directors. eek. it also clashed with mine and Disco's combined tattoo session, so that got cancelled. boo. we are to be permanently scarred with a lyric from the nearest thing we have to an 'our song' although, given recent events, this may be a sign from on high (yeah, right) that we should wait until we've made it past a year (or at least christmas) until we make that kind of a inkage-based commitment. but all is looking fooking ace, as we have just spent the nicest of all days in london and she's getting me back on my financial feet. which i truly appreciate like whoa.
so, yeah. i know that it's always best to keep overly personal issues away from one's journal. but most people know about my silly issues and hang-ups and the occasionally tempestuous nature of the lady and i. most of my sillinesses have arisen as a result of her amazing progression to sg status and my childish jealousy and insecurity. well, i'm so pleased to say that this has disappeared virtually overnight and i'm more than happy to admit i've been a silly cock.
i love her too much to keep my eyes closed, with my fingers in my ears going 'ner ner ner'. it's about time i fucking embraced the things and the people that make my favourite one happy, not found fault with them or played downtrodden house-husband.
she's the one i want to be with for the rest of my life, the only person i've ever met who has been worth taking such a big step (and a big risk) for. she's amazing to me, she loves me almost unconditionally and i owe her a great, great debt for making my life worth living.
furthermore, she's a right sexy biatch and i want to be able to point at her sets, filled with pride, knowing that, at the end of the day, she's still my baby and i'm the one that gets to wake up every morning with her braids up my nose and my face buried in her afi backpiece.
saying that, i've just thrown out some of her week-old noodles and they made me vomit in my mouth.
nice work, if you can get it.
so, yeah. i know that it's always best to keep overly personal issues away from one's journal. but most people know about my silly issues and hang-ups and the occasionally tempestuous nature of the lady and i. most of my sillinesses have arisen as a result of her amazing progression to sg status and my childish jealousy and insecurity. well, i'm so pleased to say that this has disappeared virtually overnight and i'm more than happy to admit i've been a silly cock.
i love her too much to keep my eyes closed, with my fingers in my ears going 'ner ner ner'. it's about time i fucking embraced the things and the people that make my favourite one happy, not found fault with them or played downtrodden house-husband.
she's the one i want to be with for the rest of my life, the only person i've ever met who has been worth taking such a big step (and a big risk) for. she's amazing to me, she loves me almost unconditionally and i owe her a great, great debt for making my life worth living.
furthermore, she's a right sexy biatch and i want to be able to point at her sets, filled with pride, knowing that, at the end of the day, she's still my baby and i'm the one that gets to wake up every morning with her braids up my nose and my face buried in her afi backpiece.
saying that, i've just thrown out some of her week-old noodles and they made me vomit in my mouth.
nice work, if you can get it.
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don't worry you are definitely not the only bf who has issues with their girls doing sg
but you should be very proud of her... she's amazing x
Nice to hear you're on the up