people!
stuff!
things!
its been holidays
ah,fine! you convinced me! i'l tell you
since my holiday started iv been going crazy with my friend Zu from work. shes awesome btw,crazy girl. anyway,that was a strange day which consisted of us going completely mental at work,attacking people and laughing non stop. this boy id been to the movies with once was there and we were havin such a good time she invited us to her sisters that evening to make doughuts. which we did,the doughnuts were awesome and i got drunk and invited them to stay with me for the weekend coz my family were going away. there followed a 3 day party during which time i got a total of 3 hours sleep. not all at once either. we were watching movies and singing the songs and dancing and singing to the beatles and bob dylan and generally being idiots. it was fun. we had SO much tea -_-' we all felt like we'd skipped forward a few levels of getting to know each other and got really close.
sunday jacques and joe arrived,they were on a 3 week holiday in germany and came to visit. it was really great seeing them. at this point my parents were back but chris' were gone so we spent the last evening of jack and joes stay drinking lots of vodka in his kitchen. before taking them to the train station.
this is all building up to,i have spent unnaturally large amounts of time with this boy. and up til recently nothing happened,despite sleeping together in his bed.
i was slowly slightly,maybe,begininng to like him quite a lot. this saurday my friend Tomek,who lives in a little commune type thing invited us there for a party. the shit that went down at this place.... people on acid,people on other shit,huge amounts of alcohol, an enormous pot of home made chai... it was fun to a point. the point where i was way too drunk to go to work which i was already late for. the point where i acted so disgustingly horrible. the point where i dont remember all of sunday til i suddenly woke up at round 17
...
ugh
i woke up with an overwhelming sense of sadness,didnt have any idea what had been going on. chris was gone. i just knew id hurt him somehow. eventually got to work where they were all waiting for me. i was still so fucking drunk and or high. i dont even know for certain wether i took something or not. :/ i feel disgusting. i just took the keys and left. i bought a beer,a pack of cigarettes and went to mcdonalds,to really fuck myself up. and then i walked,i walked and walked feeling terrible til i got home finally. so tired. i didnt sleep at all that night. i was worrying about him so much. everything hurt. it was a relief to get up at 7 and go to work.
where i just did anything,just to keep busy. i was so out of it,i couldnt concentrate on anything. then he came in and i thought i was going to be sick. i couldnt talk to him. eventually he came into the kitchen and took me out the back door to talk. which i couldnt. i couldnt apaologise coz i felt like i was too gross,an apology would be so meaningless...
i managed tho,i started talking. he said it hurt. he said he cant be angry at me. he said he hates me. he said he cares
and then he kissed me
and it was the most gentle,cleansing,healing kiss i have ever experianced
jesus god,im in love.
nothing else i could possibly tell you about is half as interesting.
sorry if that got boring
guess i need to get it out
stuff!
things!
its been holidays
ah,fine! you convinced me! i'l tell you
since my holiday started iv been going crazy with my friend Zu from work. shes awesome btw,crazy girl. anyway,that was a strange day which consisted of us going completely mental at work,attacking people and laughing non stop. this boy id been to the movies with once was there and we were havin such a good time she invited us to her sisters that evening to make doughuts. which we did,the doughnuts were awesome and i got drunk and invited them to stay with me for the weekend coz my family were going away. there followed a 3 day party during which time i got a total of 3 hours sleep. not all at once either. we were watching movies and singing the songs and dancing and singing to the beatles and bob dylan and generally being idiots. it was fun. we had SO much tea -_-' we all felt like we'd skipped forward a few levels of getting to know each other and got really close.
sunday jacques and joe arrived,they were on a 3 week holiday in germany and came to visit. it was really great seeing them. at this point my parents were back but chris' were gone so we spent the last evening of jack and joes stay drinking lots of vodka in his kitchen. before taking them to the train station.
this is all building up to,i have spent unnaturally large amounts of time with this boy. and up til recently nothing happened,despite sleeping together in his bed.
i was slowly slightly,maybe,begininng to like him quite a lot. this saurday my friend Tomek,who lives in a little commune type thing invited us there for a party. the shit that went down at this place.... people on acid,people on other shit,huge amounts of alcohol, an enormous pot of home made chai... it was fun to a point. the point where i was way too drunk to go to work which i was already late for. the point where i acted so disgustingly horrible. the point where i dont remember all of sunday til i suddenly woke up at round 17
...
ugh
i woke up with an overwhelming sense of sadness,didnt have any idea what had been going on. chris was gone. i just knew id hurt him somehow. eventually got to work where they were all waiting for me. i was still so fucking drunk and or high. i dont even know for certain wether i took something or not. :/ i feel disgusting. i just took the keys and left. i bought a beer,a pack of cigarettes and went to mcdonalds,to really fuck myself up. and then i walked,i walked and walked feeling terrible til i got home finally. so tired. i didnt sleep at all that night. i was worrying about him so much. everything hurt. it was a relief to get up at 7 and go to work.
where i just did anything,just to keep busy. i was so out of it,i couldnt concentrate on anything. then he came in and i thought i was going to be sick. i couldnt talk to him. eventually he came into the kitchen and took me out the back door to talk. which i couldnt. i couldnt apaologise coz i felt like i was too gross,an apology would be so meaningless...
i managed tho,i started talking. he said it hurt. he said he cant be angry at me. he said he hates me. he said he cares
and then he kissed me
and it was the most gentle,cleansing,healing kiss i have ever experianced
jesus god,im in love.
nothing else i could possibly tell you about is half as interesting.
sorry if that got boring
guess i need to get it out
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
*licks your face*
Mmmmmmm
Taste like adorable