Let me explain 'the niceness'.
Closely relates to the 3 text rule, The Niceness was invented by my ex and I. The Niceness is a text received when you're asleep, so you have something to read in the morning. Our Niceness started off as something cute, always from him to me (because of his awkward sleeping pattern).
It then included The 3 Text Rule. A rule that, if you get 3 texts in a row without replying, the sender wants to bum you.
A combination 3 Text Rule/Niceness became a daily thing. From him, to me. It then became tradition that throughout the day (while he was asleep) I would reply to each text.
Over the course of our relationship, the 3 Text Rule stayed but lost its 'niceness', becoming random messages. Eventually it's be one message each night, usually irrelevant. Then one day it just stopped.
Thursday, 15 May 2014
Wednesday, 14 May 2014
Change.
Another couple of months have passed without me visiting here. I'm starting to interpret this as a positive, long winded blog posts used to be my way of venting. I was a lot younger then.
I was thinking of an old friend, which reminded me of this blog. An ex, actually. My very first 'boyfriend', I was thinking about how unbelievably 'in love' I was. I enjoyed those times, when the only thing that mattered was my own sadness. Is that ridiculous? I was at an age in my life, I thought the world would end because I couldn't have the boy I wanted. Oh, how things are different these days! About 8 years later and I am so cold hearted. If he could see me now, I don't think he'd realise who I am.
I wonder if there's anything about me that's remotely like the person I was before. I understand we all grow up but I feel like I've changed personality. I'm much nastier. I'm emotionally unavailable to an extreme.
"Listen, I'll tell you a secret. If I should ever feel like going home, I'd jump so I could fly. I'd be the one with every piece of sand, with every mountain high. Don't tell me I'm wrong, that it breaks your heart, cause that's just the way I feel. I love it here but I don't belong here and it's been clear for a while."
I was thinking of an old friend, which reminded me of this blog. An ex, actually. My very first 'boyfriend', I was thinking about how unbelievably 'in love' I was. I enjoyed those times, when the only thing that mattered was my own sadness. Is that ridiculous? I was at an age in my life, I thought the world would end because I couldn't have the boy I wanted. Oh, how things are different these days! About 8 years later and I am so cold hearted. If he could see me now, I don't think he'd realise who I am.
I wonder if there's anything about me that's remotely like the person I was before. I understand we all grow up but I feel like I've changed personality. I'm much nastier. I'm emotionally unavailable to an extreme.
"Listen, I'll tell you a secret. If I should ever feel like going home, I'd jump so I could fly. I'd be the one with every piece of sand, with every mountain high. Don't tell me I'm wrong, that it breaks your heart, cause that's just the way I feel. I love it here but I don't belong here and it's been clear for a while."
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