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Glen
New.
The problem with starting a new relationship really isn't in the relationship itself. Problems arise when it comes to meeting with the family.
He tried. Knowing full well how important my family is to me, he tried to mingle with them. But he got nothing back. I understand their reluctance considering the mess that happened in the last relationship. I understand if they want to be protective. I understand that they would still rather see me with someone who has more of an understanding of our culture and whatever. In my defense, I tried. It wasn't like I didn't meet filipino guys. I gave...
21.
We met when we were 21. The last four years of my life has been about him. I shifted everything I was to better accomodate his needs. But everything was constant. It never moved forward. It moved backwards many times but we never grew up. We didn't move along with our age.
We met when we were 21. Twenty-fucking-one. My cousin's 21. E and I met when we were my cousin's age. I look at my cousin and, as much as I know he's not, I still see him as my young naive little cousin. How could he understand the dynamics of relationships? How could he possibly know the intense labour needed to make...
Let go.
Everything's changing. Every single aspect of my life is changing.
I left one job.
I'm starting school, again.
The clinic's going to run a lot differently starting next week.
I lost my best friend.
I have to get used to a quiet house, again.
No more doing anything because money's going to be tight.
[No more cigs. Damn]
As small or trivial as they may seem, it's those little changes on these small and trivial things that can fuck up the mind of someone who lives and thrives for routine.
It's how I've been getting by without snapping. Routines. Every single thing...
If I Could Tell You
Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.
The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to...
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| Main blog: | G's Blog | | Occupation: | Student | | Education: | High school, Some college, School of life | | Religion: | Spiritual but not religious | | Race/lineage: | Asian | | Location: | Canada |
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| Body Size: | Average | | Height: | 5' 4" (163 cm) | | Eyes: | Dark Brown | | Vision: | Glasses/Spectacles | | Hair Color: | Black | | Hair Style: | Wavy - Medium | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Tan | | Clothing Pref.: | Practical |
| Relationship Status: | Single - Involved | | Sexual Preference: | Straight but curious | | Astrological Sign: | Taurus (April 20 - May 20) | | Existing as: | Faerykin | | Smoking: | No. But not bothered by it | | Liquor: | Social drinker. One or two | | Exercise: | Rarely | | Your Home: | Live with parents | | Biography/About: | Coasted along heaven and hell... and still going. | | Dislikes: | airheads, hypocrites, close-minded idiots | | Interests: | music, movies, sleep |
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