Sunday, March 17, 2013


With girls you never really know, but when I first hung out with her I already kind of knew in my heart it was something pretty special. Nothing magical happened while we ate fried chicken, but it was a moment of comfort knowing that it was still possible to find a girlfriend out here by myself, while my dearest were not so near i.e. overseas where it still feels like pieces of me are stranded (if you read this and know I'm talking about you, i miss you a lot) while I have stupidly washed up on the shore alone a little bit too soon.

So I have been trying to help with a broken heart and it's been a bit weird, our 4 language conversations go in all directions and sometimes it's hard to know if I even really understand what we are saying to each other. But at the end of the day, when it comes to boys, all the girls I love are pretty much the same as me: a little crazy, too impatient, prone to crying, more feelings than body mass to hold it all in........... I am going to be sad this July when she goes

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