IM

I don't know if this was the first time its happened or just the first time I've consciously realised, but seeing your name pop up in the right hand corner of my screen when you log in puts me in a state of trance. As soon as I see your hateful name, I get flooded with flashbacks with all the things we used to do together. The endless chats and playful fighting bring warmth inside me. Then the other things, which I would rather not note down here. I make you sound like the most horrible person ever - but you're not at all, I guess we just didn't fit right and we both reacted badly after everything. I hope this is the last time I blog about you, but lets be honest, you're going to pop right back into my mind in the near future anyway. Just depends what you choose to do in there.

RE: security

Not very long apparently.

this is no longer a safe place

My thoughts are spilling over the edges of my brain at the moment. I want to type them all right now and send them into the abyss of the internet - but I'm afraid you'll read this, and then I will most definitely get interrogated. Some things I just can't keep to myself at the moment, someone needs to hear this, but not anyone I know. So I'm sorry blog, I can no longer trust you with these things.

security

See how long that lasts.

why you?

When I think I have completely erased you, something as small as a glimpse of your name on an email can bring me right back to the start. I am going to say that I'm not fully held down by you anymore, but I'm not going to lie - you still have that tiniest string tied around me. One hard tug and I could potentially be all yours again. Please for my sake, I beg you not to move an inch.

stranded

What am I going to do without you for a whole month? I hope you know that I'm nothing without you, that I need you to cope with life. That month better travel quickly.

untitled

I hate overthinking things - my brain needs to be occupied by exam study, not other things.

peter mcwilliams

It is a risk to love.
What if it doesn't work out ?
Ah, but what if it does.

untitled

I like the way things are now, please don't change a thing.

theoretical

You're someone that I can depend on. Someone that makes me feel better as soon as I see your face. Someone that I can totally be myself around and not be afraid to showcase how much of a freak I am. You make me laugh. You're someone that I am able to have tonnes of fun with.
You're someone I can see myself being with - really. Someone I'm not fearful to open my heart up to. Who are you, someone ?