The old man and the sea

“He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen.”

 

Days are passing by but November can’t come quick enough. I have way too many expectations. As usual. Why my mom had to make me such an over thinker?

Guess that is why I write. I just need to let it all out so I can start breath again.

The conversation is pretty still. I tried to add a little bit of spicy cause I would definetely not mind some good old sexting.  Well, guess he is not easy or just doesn’t fancy me. Not big developments  in that department.

On the other hand there is this other guy at work that literally wants some. Honestly. We open up together this morning and was difficult. He is so young. Really cute and funny but God, so so so young. We were chatting up with my other colleague and guess what? He literally shagged everyone. It’s just me and her missing. So, thanks but no thanks. For how much I need a portion, don’t really fancy all that mix up.

So guess I just keep waiting and waiting and waiting.

Life is wonderful. Right?

B.

 

 

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Hunger

..and for a moment, I forget to worry.

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The weirdest thing happened to me: I slept. A careless deep sleep. The one that you wake up and don’t even remember your name. It was beautiful. It was afternoon, I woke up at 8,30pm, went out. Back to bed and slept until 9 am. Breakfast and then again slept until 12pm. It was unbelievable. I felt new, calm and relaxed.

And this has been happening for almost a month now.

I was driving to work one day and I just had a flashback about my previous life, actually about a guy I met in 2012, when I just moved abroad.

I was working in that place for less than two months, but while I am a disaster with love, I always been pretty good with work. I was almost 23, he was 19 and the owner’ son coming to learn the job. The age gap and the language barrier were not exactly helpful. The fact that I didn’t understood for a few weeks he had a girlfriend wasn’t great either. Actually I felt pretty stupid when my colleague told me. That stupid GM kept making fun of me and spreading rumors. Cow.

But C. and I had a really good connection. He was so smart and fun. We were very different, but I just liked him, maybe because he was the first one that was really nice to me. One day he got me a note, it was nothing special but he wrote something kind of sweet on it, like that to do that job I needed him. When he finished his training he got me a present. It was something so it would be easier for me to talk to my parents cause my computer was going a little crazy. He was just so genuine.

We kept in touch and saw a couple of times for two or three years, but my ex  wasn’t really keen in this friendship, so guess I just let it go.

Well, a moth ago I texted him out of the blue. He came back to my mind and I just wanted to know how he was. We started chatting. It’s just a long message a day, but it’s nice. It’s a long catch up, it’s fun and in some ways makes me feel alive again. I booked a ticket to go visit him but won’t be for another few months. And that scares me a little. What if he finds someone in this time? I don’t want to go there thirdwheeling. I want to go there and see how it goes. I’m worried he won’t like me  phisically or mentally. I’m still worried about the age gap. I’m not really looking for nothing and at the same time I’m scared that if I talk about him out loud he will disappear. It’s a weird feeling.

I still got that note.

B.

Keep your head up

Oh eyes like wildflowers,

Oh with your demons of change

It’s almost 3 a.m. and I can’t sleep. My blood pressure is so high I can feel it through my veins. I’m laying down and my legs are shaking, my head is pounding. I’m disgusted.

My friend S. texted me to pass by her house after work and I should have known that wasn’t good, but after a day locked in the office my mind was set only on a cold beer.

As I got there her and L. waited for me to sit down and then it all started. Was like in one of those movies when you can see yourself from outside. Well, they went out for a walk and passed by the other place where I work and guess what? V. was there with the guy. There was even a rose on the table. V. and I have known each other since we were 11 yrs old. We’ve been friends for the past 7 years and I mean friends, not someone you just say hi. Maybe I have a wrong idea of friendship, maybe it’s just me as usual. We chatted a little more and eventually I left and took L. downtown to her car that was parked by the bar. I forgot to tell you he lives upstairs and when I was going up I looked towards his window and was all locked up. I thought it was weird as he always has the light usually. Well his car wasn’t there. Great. Fucking great.

I went home. S. texted me if I was ok, if I wanted to go to see if his car was at her just for a peace of mind, but I said no. I just didn’t have the courage of finding out the truth. I just wanted to keep myself safe from the ugly truth.

After a minute a received a phone call from L. She was angry and disappointed too and without anyone saying anything she drove by V’s house. The car was there. The light was on. The window open. Too bad she lives on the 3rd floor or she could have get a glimpse of something too.

I don’t know how can someone be like that. I don’t know why she had to go for him when two weeks ago she told S. she shagged him in first place as he was boring.

I texted her she was disgusting that as always she preferred a cock over anything.

I keep asking myself why I don’t deserve anything, everyday it just gets worst.

B.

Betrayed

As I was telling you a few weeks ago, this guy I kind of like has shagged one of my friends.
We are a group of 7 girls, but we all have very different taste in men. I’m not saying that has not happen in the past that two o my friends has been with the same guy, but it never happen to me.

Anyway, I was extremely embarassed when I told V. that I like him. Her answer has been “Yeah girl! You go for it!Shag him till dies!”

So when yesterday I was working and one of my colleague from my second job told me the guy was in the bar where I work I thought that was nice. When I realised that who he stopped for a drink with was V. I literally panic. Honestly. I put my trainers on and went for a walk up in the mountains, I stopped at a view point and tried to remember how does it feels to breath.

I messaged her saying “So what you meet the guy and forget to tell me?” and she was like “Oh it just happened, I was with a friend and he passed by and stopped. The other girl left and I kept him company for lunch and when he left he even paid for me.” I felt broken again. The little pieces of me that I really made an effort to keep together were shattered. Again.

Friends don’t do that. Or they say it. They put you in good light. They want what’s good for you. They want to make you happy. Or at least to me. That’s what I would have done if I was in her position.

I kept quiet for a couple of hours and then I told her.

I don’t need more crap in my life. I don’t need crappy shady people. I want to be happy. I deserve it.

B.

Joyless life

I was really ready. I done myself a pep talk and I was going for it. I was going to ask him to a concert we both wanted to go that will be in two weeks. I was going to do it tomorrow morning, I was going to make him a cappuccino and tell “Btw I was right, they were doing a summer concert. If you want we could go together”. But that would have been too nice. I open fucking Instagram and here he is liking all the slutty pictures with lovely motivational quotes from the girl across the street: skinny, long brown hair and fake lips. Standard. Literally standard. Why not me? Why not the pic of my dog? Nope. Do not deserve it. Every time I feel like my confidence and self esteem flying out of the window. FML. I lost 4 fucking kg. Still not enough. I’ll never be the skinny bitch that get attentions. And now I can’t even sleep. I just need something in life. I’m so fed up.

B.

Shame in you

Throw out, blow up, hold in

Show fine, no signs, grow blind

I dressed up. I looked nice. I was ready. Ready for anything. Ready for a kiss, ready for a shag, ready for even just talking. I got nothing. As usual. Nothing. Oh no, i did get a “hi”. Great. Fucking great.

I looked at my friend and told her when he wanted to shag our other friend he wasn’t so hard to catch. Not a joy in life.

I feel like the duff, honestly. I’m the friend. Everyone’s friend. Nice and smiley, chatty (until I like someone). That’s it. Don’t deserve anything. No one really fancy me. No one text me. If I didn’t have my friends I wouldn’t even need a phone.

I’m really and empty. I feel embarrassed cause when tomorrow he’ll come ask me for a cappuccino he’ll know I have a crush on him. And he’ll be embarrassed cause doesn’t like me but he is polite.

Life sucks.

B.