moving for him
Wednesday, February 20th, 2008i’ve had a lot on my mind lately. about my future. about me. about my FRENCHIE. about moving to france. about staying here. i don’t know what to do. if i’m not going to move to france, then i have to break it of with my FRENCHIE. have you ever been in a situation that feels like this: you just lost 200 lbs. you are hungry, but there’s noting around but a piece of cake. you don’t know if you should eat the cake because you could starve to death, but if you do, you can gain that 200 lbs + maybe another 100 lbs.
that doesn’t sound so good i know, but that’s kinda reflective of how i feel. my FRENCHIE and i have a smooth relationship. i feel like he fits me like a glove - from what i’ve seen and experienced, but i have to move for another boy again - this time to another country. we all know what happened to me when i did that last time. yeah i’m jaded. yeah i’m scared. yeah i would do it if i didn’t do it already with a bad experience. i know he’s not the same person, but still … if things don’t work out between the two of us, then what? i’m stuck there in france and he’s just moving forward with his life. how fair is that for me?
