I can honestly say I’m pretty satisfied with life at the moment.
Despite the major downfalls like family issues and me tryna get into my summer class, I really can say that I’m satisfied. Happy, even. My parents & guardians are trusting that my boyfriend and I can sleep together, my grandpa is doing better, I’ve become more positive even though I’m insecure, my body is getting to look better than ever, and I have amazing friends.
Yehp, LIFE IS GOOD.
Breakfast at Saigon with gma & #boyfriend #family #food (Taken with instagram)
#Boyfriend is sleeping over, he’s playing #BlackOps & I wanna sleep x.x (Taken with instagram)
#TheBoilingCrab with #boyfriend was helluhh good. #food (Taken with instagram)
Because my #boyfriend’s mama knows me so well. (: #food (Taken with instagram)
Walls are going back up. I’m going to be how I first was when I wasn’t with you. I hate having to feel that I’m in a competition to keep you. I hate having that feeling that I have to do what you want just to keep you. I just hate how I feel on the inside. I appreciate how you pretty much have all your attention on me and continue to try to show me how you feel about me and such, really, I’m happy with you, but I just hate feeling this way about myself, over what happened between you and those other girls. It sucks. It’s the words you said to me while bragging about them, I know we weren’t together at that time, but jeez, it still hurt. You made me feel like shit, like really. You said you hated me, regretted being with me, regretted everything we did together, and kept talking so highly about all the females you were with. I lost my self-worth because of it. So, as of now, I sigh. I’m going to just gonna go back to how I used to be. Conservative, strong, independent. I know I haven’t cried ina while, but you don’t know how much pain I feel on the inside, I get choked up around you, but I tell myself not to show you because I don’t need you to see how weak I am, even though you seen how weak I was before. I can’t help how I feel and I can’t help how your past was. All I can do is try to move on, but I can’t. I really can’t. It’s so hard to let go of the things you’ve said to me, even though I know you didn’t mean it, it just hurt me, and to this day, it still does. *sighhh.
#boyfriend made breakfast with a little fruit buddy aha. #food (: (Taken with instagram)
