so you've hinted to read your blog.
and i have.
i dont know what the chances of giving you a reply on the messages, you've been sending out to me through your blog, will be.
but here's making clear of what this entry is
not for.
number 1, i dont really believe in patch backs.
number 2, i really dont need a serie of retaliation back and forth-there's no point in it, it only sours things further.
i need a guy with a strong character to make the both of us grow in the relationship. someone i can really lean and depend on, on days when i'm going through shit. and vice versa, of course.
you're way too soft and i'm way too hard for each other.
i know this sounds really selfish, but i've too many things planned out for myself and none of it include nursing a boyfriend and helping him grow out of teenagehood.
yes, i do think you're still stuck there.
in fact, you're right about taking a lot of things for granted.
too much, i'd say.
but dont just talk about it, do something.
if you dont, you'll never grow.
when the schools decided to kick you out, there might be a slight chance that the management sucks.
or there might not be.
thing is, people never stop pushing the blames.
and they tend to be the ones who stop striving/learning/changing.
dont be one of them.
you tend to put too much attention on the un-important things in life.
how you can go on and on about what you should do with your hair and such.
i can never stand.
if anything, you lack of some much needed musculinity.
honestly, not because you've been talking about turning gay though.
and you can be pretty self-centered too.
how you can blabber on about your own things and never really hearing me out. you're so absorbed in your own world, you stop venturing on other's and cease to learn more about them.
i'm happy that the 12days happened though, no regrets on my side.
i learn more things as i go through them.
i'm grateful of the small things you'd do for me.
like initiating to buy me the ring.
and carrying me over puddles of water.
thank you for your love.
and sorry i cant go on giving mine.
hugs,
vera