GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Sunday, August 15, 2010
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❝ Thirty Day Letter Challenge: Day 2 ❞



DAY TWO: YOUR CRUSH



Dear Obiwan

Yes I have no crush and and you know why I am writing this to you right. I have NO CRUSH :D Cause there is only you!

Thank you for always being there for me, thank you for always sticking with me. I am sorry I have been such an annoying, erratic bitch, throwing my temper at you for much of the early part of the year. I am sorry I am such a jealous bitch, I still am.

Thank you for all the happy memories you have given me. You have given me tonnes and tonnes and tonnes. Thank you for sticking with me when I felt as if the world was over. You were there, and you made me realize that there are better things out there - YOU.

I shall leave the rest of the long long letter for your birthday, like I promised.

YOUR LOVE GIVES ME HOPE.

Love
Fiona