Firstly thank you Dan for comforting me while I wrote this entry because it was kinda painful bring back all these memories
Thank you
Ahhh fo those of you that don't know Pete's love interest has fallen under the Rat bastard section of men.
Well Peter in an attempt to make you feel better I'll air out my personal life...
Once upon a time I fell in love in the 7th grade with this captivationg and senious creature that I have called since that day the Angel
He knew I had feelings for him and yet I was always helping find a girlfriend or help him with his parents and I never judged him. He was the type that people take one look at and brand a trouble maker, but I saw that there was so much more there than that. He would always say "Kim there's this girl I kinda like" and I'd say "Who?" and withing a day or two he'd have his girlfriend. And so was our simple waltz that lasted about a year and a half. Then came the end of 8th grade when we were all doomed to go to our seperate high schools. That day I promised myself I would't cry and I didn't until the precious last few moments when I saw him waiting for me at my locker. I realized that this might be the last time I'd see him and I fell into his arms crying. He comforted me and soothed me and then did something I'd wished for for so so long. He kissed my cheek and told me he loved me.
The first few weeks of summer were difficult then out the blue he calls me. The call consisted of how much he missed me and that he wished he could see me. So near the end of the call he goes "There's this girl I have a crush on." So I go "Who?" "You" So there was a long shocked moment then he asks me if I'll be his girlfriend and of course I say "YES!!" The relationship lasted two months, holding hands in June and watching fire works, my very first kiss in July, then on August 30th, my birthday, he calls and says the distance is difficult that we never see each other anymore and that it was time to end it. So I had the same feelings and it was a neutral break up. Then on his birthday he had a bash and I went and he pulled me aside and said he was an idiot and that he wanted me back. I told him no since we never saw each other. At the end of the party I pecked his lips good bye and told him I loved him, which I later found out form a friend left him in a sate of shcok.
We talked a few times during break and then summer or 2001 came and we talked everyday on the phone. Some how his conversation always went back to when we were married. Then one day I asked him what made him think I'd marry him so he asked and I said yes. Later we went and saw a movie with some friends had a few semi chance incounters and that's where the fairy tale ends.
My parents hated him for the simple reason that he was a boy I liked and he liked me back so they made me call him and tell him that we could never see/tale or write to each other again (side note during the two summers I'd written him 2 hundred letters and he'd only written me 4 this will be important later) So the silence lasted a month until on his birthday I sent him a present and his mom found it and called my mom getting me into even more trouble. So later he wrote me about how he still planned on marrying me no matter what...that seems so long ago...it seems times have changed...now he's fallen for my best friend and I'm leaving in 5 months.
So I tell him via not that I'm leaving and I get an e-mail last Wednesday. I expected a heartfelt torn letter with crazy schemes on ways that I could stay here, but instead I got a letter about how great Kawaii was and how he may marry her. (Side note importance: he's written her somewhere between 5-7 notes/letters) I cried for two hours and I'm mad at him right now. But I know if I saw him I'd fall into his arms and cry. Yes Peter this is my softer side the side that the violence and hate try to hide because I've falen in love with something I can never have. And so comes the name for this place. It started the day I got that aweful e-mail Wedensday March the 13th because
Love is Only an Illusion
Thank you
Ahhh fo those of you that don't know Pete's love interest has fallen under the Rat bastard section of men.
Well Peter in an attempt to make you feel better I'll air out my personal life...
Once upon a time I fell in love in the 7th grade with this captivationg and senious creature that I have called since that day the Angel
He knew I had feelings for him and yet I was always helping find a girlfriend or help him with his parents and I never judged him. He was the type that people take one look at and brand a trouble maker, but I saw that there was so much more there than that. He would always say "Kim there's this girl I kinda like" and I'd say "Who?" and withing a day or two he'd have his girlfriend. And so was our simple waltz that lasted about a year and a half. Then came the end of 8th grade when we were all doomed to go to our seperate high schools. That day I promised myself I would't cry and I didn't until the precious last few moments when I saw him waiting for me at my locker. I realized that this might be the last time I'd see him and I fell into his arms crying. He comforted me and soothed me and then did something I'd wished for for so so long. He kissed my cheek and told me he loved me.
The first few weeks of summer were difficult then out the blue he calls me. The call consisted of how much he missed me and that he wished he could see me. So near the end of the call he goes "There's this girl I have a crush on." So I go "Who?" "You" So there was a long shocked moment then he asks me if I'll be his girlfriend and of course I say "YES!!" The relationship lasted two months, holding hands in June and watching fire works, my very first kiss in July, then on August 30th, my birthday, he calls and says the distance is difficult that we never see each other anymore and that it was time to end it. So I had the same feelings and it was a neutral break up. Then on his birthday he had a bash and I went and he pulled me aside and said he was an idiot and that he wanted me back. I told him no since we never saw each other. At the end of the party I pecked his lips good bye and told him I loved him, which I later found out form a friend left him in a sate of shcok.
We talked a few times during break and then summer or 2001 came and we talked everyday on the phone. Some how his conversation always went back to when we were married. Then one day I asked him what made him think I'd marry him so he asked and I said yes. Later we went and saw a movie with some friends had a few semi chance incounters and that's where the fairy tale ends.
My parents hated him for the simple reason that he was a boy I liked and he liked me back so they made me call him and tell him that we could never see/tale or write to each other again (side note during the two summers I'd written him 2 hundred letters and he'd only written me 4 this will be important later) So the silence lasted a month until on his birthday I sent him a present and his mom found it and called my mom getting me into even more trouble. So later he wrote me about how he still planned on marrying me no matter what...that seems so long ago...it seems times have changed...now he's fallen for my best friend and I'm leaving in 5 months.
So I tell him via not that I'm leaving and I get an e-mail last Wednesday. I expected a heartfelt torn letter with crazy schemes on ways that I could stay here, but instead I got a letter about how great Kawaii was and how he may marry her. (Side note importance: he's written her somewhere between 5-7 notes/letters) I cried for two hours and I'm mad at him right now. But I know if I saw him I'd fall into his arms and cry. Yes Peter this is my softer side the side that the violence and hate try to hide because I've falen in love with something I can never have. And so comes the name for this place. It started the day I got that aweful e-mail Wedensday March the 13th because
Love is Only an Illusion
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