#selflove #lovemyselfHAHAHAHA we were discussing over lunch how everyone uses a hashtag for everything. And here I was, thinking the whole hashtag phase faded away after the initial years of the Instagram hype. Love these pics though. One of the rare times where I’m genuinely pleased with how the photos of myself turned out. In other news, I miss my boyfriend 😭
This is nothing new, but I always feel extra loved when his parents ask me along for dinner. It’s really nice especially when he’s not around and they still include me in their plans. I remember how he had to remind me that I could go over anytime even when he’s not around but I’m still super segan to do so cos I feel like I’m intruding. But moments like this remind me that I’m loved ☺️
Hehe didn’t know I was upgraded to DayrePlus (thanks @blog!) and have access to all the stickers available 😂 #cheapthrills hopefully I diligently document my days and make full use of all the new stickers. My SO (cheh wah using internet lingo now) is going back to work aka leaving me and the same timezone we’re in 😭 already feeling sad that he won’t be around.
AHHHHHH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE IS BACK IN THE SAME COUNTRY AND TIMEZONE 🥰🥰🥰🥰The whole time during dinner, I was glancing towards the door anticipating the arrival of my man who came straight to the restaurant from the airport. OH MY HEART WHEN I SAW HIM 🥰🥰🥰🥰Okay tbh it feels like he didn’t leave now that he’s back but I just want to call and make sure he’s only 15 minutes and not a two-hours flight away. MY HEART IS SO FULL I KENOT SLEEP
Yesterday was a turbulent day. Started on a high, crashed down in to a hectic middle, headed to towards an interesting night, before finally tumbling into a deep-conversation finale. January is passing by too quickly; how is it already towards the end of the month? But it also means I’m closer to seeing 👨🏻 who I miss so terribly. I don’t know how to handle myself sometimes.
It’s the end of Week 1 of 52 and the weekends are the hardest. I purposefully planned something for Saturday because I know I’d just lay in bed and mope around otherwise. But once I got home, it hit me. Just like it did it the afternoon when I head home after church. I would give anything to be laying on that cold marble floor watching YouTube videos with you until we both drift off into sleep post-Sunday lunch instead of napping in my own comfy bed.
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