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I wish I had someone to do it with me.
A partner in crime. A BFFE. The girl that you always see, when you see me.
Someone who knows what I mean when I stagger away from my bed on a Saturday morning with make-up smeared all over my face and say "hrmmpphall-akapoochwinkle-anana-urgghhshit".
Obviously, what I mean to say was "Would you like a tea, Sweetheart? I'm just about to make one. Oh what a tremendous night! But goodness gracious, how did I acquire all these bruises?!"

I haven't had someone like that in years. Even then, I haven't really felt like we were riding the same wave.
This is the search I have been on since I was 5 years old, on my first day of pre-primary. A girl lunged at me like a unstable, psychotic girlfriend that just found out her boyfriend had been watching football at Ben's house when he had told her he was "working late".
"WE'VE GOT THE SAME NAME!", she shrieked. "My name's Jessica too!!".
"There must be some god-awful confusion", 5 year old Jesse thought.
"Cos if your name is Jessica, there is NO WAY on this side of JUPITER we have the same name", I exclaimed underneath a cloud of golden ringlets.
I should've known from then that we just weren't meant to be. Yet we continued this false and shallow relationship for another 3 years.
I often wonder how long it would've lasted if I didn't have a major Jonesy for her older brother.

Anyway, I'm a best friend slut.
It's true.
Your boyfriend I couldn't care for. It's your best friend and her knock-knock jokes I really utelise.


Being an only child - I guess it's inevitable to forever feel without a partner.
Or perhaps that's the same feeling of solitude every human feels.

I had a best friend once, but she ditched me for a controlling, possessive, hairy Macedonian.
I still think about her all the time and it's been over 2 years.

Sooner or later I will find this girl, in whom brings out the best, and the worst in me. It'll be hot.
I will also find a boy to match. We'll all hold hands and gallavant through fields of gold and fantasy on magical unicorns singing Beatles songs. Shoeless.

Shibby.

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Setting the scene?

October 2009

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