Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Phranklynn's Official "Closure" Post.

Hello friends.
I feel as if I haven't posted as much of late, and I don't know if that's necessarily true, or if I just haven't been working on as many lately. Either way, I'm here to write another post, which will wind up being probably about recent romantic/ physical attractions.
As you all probably are informed/don't care, this past October marked the end of my very first yet excessively long relationship. I will tell you now that I don't waste my tears over petty things -I've been called "cold" for my lack of weeping at the most heartbreaking of times-, and I never once cried over the loss of that endeavor.
Until rather recently, I've actually had this sort of irrational frustration and anger, which sparked form nowhere, towards not only Danny and my previous relationship with him, but also towards the idea of getting in a new relationship with anyone. Again, this anger came from no logical place in my mind, but it was very prominent.
 Now, I won't lie to you and say that this slight loathing is 100% gone, but I will say that it has lessened significantly. I'm no longer irritated when Danny texts me, though my goal of going a day without thinking about him is greatly hindered when this occurs. As mentioned, I have a somewhat irrational goal of going one solid day without thinking about Danny and/or our previous relationship. I say irrational simply because it is nearly impossible to go a day without thinking abut the entire previous year of your life; as, regrettably, I allowed my entire year, save maybe a week of summer camp, to be clouded by the constant conversation and companionship of that sickening relationship.
Whether or not you are trying to forget something specific, it is difficult to go a day without comparing it's events to the recent past.
All that being said, this is my official moving on, getting over it, not letting any of it bother me anymore post. Understand this, this is not me saying that I am just now over the whole 'I still love you take me back I'm sorry' phase. I never had that phase. Honestly. And I'm not sure if saying this causes some heart-breaking realization for him, if he even still reads these posts,  but I have zero intentions of ever going back to him.
Sorry?
No. Not sorry. It's still my choice. I still am at the concurrence that that certain relationship was most definitely not healthy or a good relationship for me.
Okay.
I was going to go somewhere with this, but I started this post over a month ago, so I can't remember.
Oh well.
I might edit this later if I remember?

Till then,

The Universe is temporary
Reality is an illusion
buy gold
Good byyyyyeee' 


Monday, February 2, 2015

The Progression Of "I Miss Him"

Hello Angels, Phreddie here again.
So it has been quite a while neither Phrank nor I have posted in near a month, so it's time to get back on track.
As I mentioned in my last post, there was a boy who asked me out in the beginning of the year.
Since I've already usesed his name, we'll just continue to call him Hunter.
Though I was reluctant to start anything with a guy I was so scared I would screw things up with, h eventually convinced me it'd be fine.
And I'm really glad I believed him.
Now it's been nearly a month that we've been going out, and we tend to just see eachother at church (surprise surprise.)
And since we spend at least a week apart I inevitably go all "Woe is me, my boyfriend lives so far away, the world is against me."
Okay, maybe not that dramatic, but you get the point.
So I decided to make a post about it.
God knows no one reads this blog anyway, and I find it fun.
Basically I'm going to post the ammount of time he's been away and then other random things.
Is explaining this necessary?
I dunno.
Anywho, here we go:

Ten Minutes


My hand is cold but I'm not a crazy stalker, I shouldn't miss him yet.

1 Hour

I mean, it was a really good kiss.
Lik, really good.

 6 Hours


I totally already miss him.
Not even ashamed.

1 Day

No, I'm not already thinking about him, I promise.

That's a total lie, I've been thinking about him since I woke up.

2 Days

There's no way this is normal, right?

3 days

Whhhyyyyyyyyyy does he live so far away??

4 Days


Over it.
I'll be fine until I see him again.

5 Days

Oh wait...
Yeah, um, sorry.

6 Days

At least I'll see him tomorrow.

7 Days

AAHHH, MY BOYFRIEND, YAAAAASSSSS

REPEAT

Yeah. So that was more dramatic than it probably is.
But ya know.
Whatever.
Until next time sunshine

- Phred McSparrow