Memoirs of the Broken Hearted - Part I
As many of you might already know, via various tabloid reports that me and @Hylia's relationship has been rocky. Reports saying that we are living apart, our kids are emotional disturbed and we hate eachother. I just want to say that this is false. My love for Hylia and our three kids (Mariah, Tori and Sylk Jr.) is unending, unconditional and unadulterated. But I must also say this, my love life over the past few weeks has been a whirlwind and I want to address some rumours and set things straight, because you, my fans, deserve that. Firstly, me and @Vulnicura. are not dating. I know about the reports of us being spotted together at multiple events and places. Vulni has been very close to me during these tumultuous times so I spend alot of time with him seeking emotional comfort, he has been the bestest friend I've ever had.
Next, yes @Javi did re-enter my life once again. He arrived at my doorstep come December 1st, boombox in hand playing my fav Christmas song (Christmas Time Is In The Air Again) with a ring in another. I am saddened to say that I had to reject him for the 8th time. Saddened because he's a great guy and when we make love there's so much fire and passion, however I just feel like we're both not ready for eachother yet.
After Javi left, I started getting text messages from a stranger number, I was annoyed to the point where I called the number to tell them off and to my surprise it was none other than my ex @Aidan. begging to take him back. I must say I was a bit shocked, how is it that flames reignite in the December snow? Aidan was hysterical, threatening to break his Fever vinyl if I didn't change my relationship status on facebook to 'in a relationship with Aidan'. I must admit, I was fearful but thankfully I was able to pretend THE line was cutting out and hung up. Then i blocked hiS number. It broke my heart, but I will never forget how he broke mine first.
Next morning, I wake up and smell something, this is a smell I've smelt before yes, the woody scent of the forest with hints of sweet notes like honey, Winnie the pooh was here. I had forgotten to change my locks and I knew he had a key. He went by @NicoleRichiePurpleHair.jpg now. "Hey, babe! Just making you breakfast" he said as I entered the kitchen. He looked so different yet so familiar, I could not remember why we broke up. I wanted to call security but I decided to wait until I tried some of his pancakes, he made the best pancakes. I didn't say a word, sat down, he came around me and plopped a plate of hot cakes in my view, fluffy and shiny stacked on top of eachother, leaning like the tower of pisa. Being forced into submission by droplets of thick honey and a slab of butter oozing from the sides. I picked up my spork, and went in. Before the sliced cake touched my lips, I had relived our entire relationship in a flash of seconds. I remember now, I broke up with him because he's a fattie. A bear's appetite is far greater than a humans. Determined to stay skinny, I dropped the plate of cakes in the garbage and phoned security.
to be continued...
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