Static, Interrupted

Oh, my my...

Oh Ruby...don't take your love to town

Somehow, I'm still in the peace stage. That website helps me decipher the white noise in my head. I'm so grateful that my head is filled with nothing but the white noise. The static is beautiful.

Yeeee Haaaaawww!!!!

That is all.

Too good to be true

So, today I discovered that the term 'Prince Charming' = Socoiopath. Good to know.

I knew something was too good about all of it. At any rate, I'm learning my lessons by the day. And I get a little stronger each day. No one can fight my battles except for myself, so I'm fighting.

It's amazing how many guys are the same. Wow. Oh boy was I blindsided. Never again.

Oh, and by the way? You can keep him!

#%^$%(()))_^&$#&*()_)*%!!!!

FUCK that felt good!!!!!

Montreal

So, this is how the story ends
Upon deception and lies
And you're with someone else now,
Looking into her eyes
Does she know what you've done?
How you cheated me?
When you look at her
Do you think of me?
Somehow, somewhere, you're guilty
You won't keep the charade for long
It will be written all over your face
When you hear our favourite songs
Your anger is a temporary patch
You cannot live with yourself
And I will ensure that no one believes
The lies which spill from your mouth
Sooner or later the cracks will show
You will be set up for a fall
And when no one's there to catch you
You'll remember Montreal
(We'll always have Montreal)

Never Again...

So, I haven't been on here for a while. 12th August 2008, to be exact.

Funny...one day after my last post, I met someone incredible. Someone who changed my life forever. And yet, the reason I am returning to this blog is because of that same person. Everything comes full circle in the end.

I was cheated on by the person I held so dear to my life, my heart, my soul. Yes, the same person that I met on that beautiful day in August, 2008. I had the most incredible time with him, learnt so much, healed so much, LOVED so much...

And now, it's over. He always evaded the truth, no matter how much I told him that I would rather be hurt by the truth than by a lie. And when he called to break up with me, nothing changed. I deserved the truth, and I never heard it from his lips. My sixth sense told me the answers to the questions that I never dared to ask. My sixth sense has yet to let me down...

You know, when someone cheats on you, you immediately wonder what you've done wrong. You blame yourself. You wonder about the other woman, if she's prettier than you, or nicer than you, or thinner than you, bigger breasts than you, or not as clingy as you are. Being cheated on brings up insecurities that you never even knew existed.

Despite everything, I regret nothing. Life is a series of experiences in which you must decipher your lessons to be learned. I am still figuring out what all the lessons are, but I wear my wounds with pride. I have nothing to hide.

And it took me an entire month to figure out that it wasn't me who'd done wrong...