I never claimed to be smart, i try very hard in my studies and that’s why i do well. I wasn’t born with any natural talents that would lead me through life. I’ve never been good with relationships, whether they were family ones, friends, or boyfriends.

I’ve screwed up more times than you can count on your hands and feet, and i’ve probably hurt others even more than that. The thing is, i’ve learned. Every mistake i make, every time i do something wrong, i learn. I learn not to act that way again, not to treat people the way i treated them, not to hurt others. Not only do i learn from my own mistakes, but i also learn from those other’s around me make. When i see a friend going through a rough patch i learn from how they deal with it so that if i happen to be in that situation someday, i’ll know how to deal with it.

I wasn’t prepared for this situation. I assumed you were clever enough to learn from my mistakes, but i was oh so wrong. I’ve never been so wronged or wrong in my life.

I know i’ve made mistakes, and i know i’ve hurt you. the thing is love, we’re not so different you and i.. we’ve both made the mistakes, the only difference is i’m smart enough to know when to forgive and forget, and when to own up to them!

For future reference, you don’t have to have sex to cheat. once you find yourself deleting facebook coversations, you’re probably already almost there. trust me, been there, done that. not worth it, and i’m pretty sure unless you manage to prove me otherwise that neither are you.

just had a nice lunch with Simon, went to the shop and my total for all of our food came to 1 pound.. made me happy. i’ve been spending way to much money recently. you want to know what the worst part of it all is? the money has only been spent on FOOD! went out with natasha on friday and spent TWO pounds on drinks.. and guess how much i spent on mcdonalds on the way home? three times as much. god im pathetic. need to sort my life out. i wish eating wasn’t necessary to live sometimes.

i don’t think i’ve ever been so scared in my life, but i know that this too i will conquer. i have made it through more turmoil in the last five years than some people do in a lifetime, and if someone wants to take praise for why i’m still standing, then go ahead. go ahead. lie to yourself, because believe me, you are not the reason i am who i am. yes, for the last two years i spent a lot of time with a boy, a boy who meant so much to me. someone i truly gave my all, i was ready to do anything for him. i gave up friendships, i spent more time with him than i should’ve. i didn’t waste my first years of living alone or being at university, but i didn’t live it to the fullest either. i don’t regret anything, because he’s taught me so much. he helped me through some of the toughest battles, but without him i’d still be strong, and i will be strong without him. i’ve got amazing family and friends and even if i’ll be alone at first, i will find my way. i always do. plus being just me for a while is probably the healthiest thing for me right now. never mind my grades are skyrocketing

i made some mistakes, and that’s on me. i don’t neglect the fact that i hurt him too, and in no way am i trying to say that what i did was acceptable because of how he made me feel. i’m mature enough to know that what i did was wrong, and i am strong enough to say sorry and admit my faults.

the thing is i can’t keep lying to myself. there was a reason behind my actions, i didn’t just wake up one day and decide to ruin one of the greatest things i’ve ever had. but what i’ve come to see is that i didn’t ruin it alone, we did. after constantly being put down, constantly being neglected, knowing that i was holding somebody back, that this somebody who i would trade the world for didn’t even think i was worth deleting a simple nobody off of facebook for… how was i supposed to continue? how was i supposed to ignore the messages, the words written, the verbal abuse, how was i supposed to say it was okay and fake a smile? how do you love somebody who says so much, yet does so little to prove it? 

things could’ve been so different today. things would’ve been on track and i would be sitting here writing about how damn happy this boy makes me. the truth is, he hasn’t made me happy for a while now. the amount of phone calls to my sister, the tears, the hurt and emptiness inside me.. that’s not what a relationship is.

i’ve been pushed around for far too long. if he can’t realise that what he did hurt me, and that it was a factor in this equation, then fixing our relationship is not worth my time. it hurts more than i ever thought something like this would. i feel destroyed and i don’t know how to live without him, but this is not healthy. i am not healthy right now. i’m in a hole that we’re both digging deeper and deeper. we’ve both got our walls up, and neither of us is letting the other one past, and that is not a relationship. a relationship is based on a friendship with someone who is special to you and right now we are not friends, there is no trust, there is no love. there is no love. that to me is shameful. the fact that we both neglected each other’s feelings to a point that we’ve ruined what we had in the first place. it takes two people in a relationship, not one. i can’t fight our battles alone. i can’t make him love me, i can’t make these problems go away.

if he’s not willing to prove to me that i’m worth it, then why on earth would i get down on my knees and beg for him to stay with me? it doesn’t make sense in my mind. i love him, i truly do, and this is the most open i’ve been about it since it all fell apart, but i can’t stay with him if he doesn’t make the commitment to change as well. the longer we keep lying to ourselves, the more pain we’ll cause ourselves in the long run, and when.. when do we decide enough fighting is enough? when do i stop crying myself to sleep at night? when do i decide i want to live again and not just be?

i want nothing more than for us to work it out. nothing. i want us to be us again. i want it so bad it hurts just thinking about it. there’s an emptiness inside me that only he can fill, and if he’s not willing to then i need to find my own way to fill it. i need to stand up for myself, i need to get through this as well. i know i will, but i know it’s going to be a long journey.

this isn’t us, and it’s up to him to either change it or end it for good.

“disgusting” “gag” “eating disorder isn’t working for her” “cover her face” “ugly”

As if I wasn’t struggling enough already. If someone hurts you, getting ‘revenge’ doesn’t make you a better person. If anything it makes you worse.

I never intentionally hurt anyone, but the pure evilness of your actions has ripped me apart.

Who the fuck does something like this? Who the fuck do you think you are?

Hurt angry upset, doesn’t even begin to cover it.

Nobody deserves this bullshit.

I hate you.

what do you do when there’s a fork in the road, and you’re the one that’s caused it but then you don’t know which path to take?

at what point do you call it quits? i mean things will NEVER be the same again, we will never be just us the way we used to be. the worst part of all of this pain and confusion, on both sides, is knowing that i’m the reason behind it. i’m the one that’s messed us up, i’m the one that broke our relationship. but there it is again, my guilt and regret will never be enough to fix us, it’ll just be pathetic words that don’t mean anything now that i’ve lied. i’ve violated our trust and i’ve violated his respect for me.

i don’t know where to go from here. do i put my all into this relationship, only to find out a few months down the road that the resentment is still there? or do i do the ‘noble’ thing and walk away? my head and my heart are telling me two different things. it’s easy to sit here and say it’s over and we can call it quits, but the fact is he’s been my everything for two years now. all of my memories involve him, all the trips, and the fights. the growing i’ve done as a person has been with him. how do you walk away from something like that? how do you say i’ll stop loving you entirely? undoubtedly my feelings have been altered, or else i wouldn’t have been able to do the things i did, but there’s still something there. every time i see him i’m scared he’s going to be lost for forever.

but then there’s the other option. so we get back together eventually.. all the hatred and disgust from his family and friends. how do you deal with that? how do you get over the fact that every single person in his life thinks i’m worth less than dog shit? i mean his mother’s already raised the price of our trip to Greece from 350 to 800 pounds.. and don’t even get me started on that. his brother thinks he should’ve hit me by now. and his best friends deleted me off of facebook. also he’s put facebook status updates like ‘how do you get revenge on an exgirlfriend’ ‘my girlfriends a slut’ ect. there’s no going past that. only two people in a relationship have the right to judge. only those two people will ever know what goes on behind closed doors.

i’m in no way trying to say what i did was acceptable, because it was wrong on every level.

however when it’s open for the world to judge it complicates things. he’ll constantly hear negative from the people around him, and i’ll constantly be degraded by it. so in the end will it be worth it? we can’t go back to what we’ve had. would it be easier to say good bye and thank you for the memories, or do you give love another chance? i feel like maybe it’s time for me to be alone. i’ve been in relationships for a while now, maybe it’s time for me to simply ‘do me’. learn to deal with everything on my own, live my own life and grow as a person alone. maybe then i’ll stop making mistakes and act like a sane person.

i am however hurt, and in all honesty i don’t know how to move on from here. where do you start over when you’ve lost trust in someone, when you’ve lost trust in a relationship and question if it can even work anymore. is it worth starting over?

My hands, they’re strong but my knees were are far too weak to stand in your arms without falling to your feet.

There’s a side to you that I never knew, never knew. All the things you’d say they were never true.

But I set fire to the rain, watched it pour as I touched your face, well, it burned while I cried ’cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!

When I lay with you I could stay there close my eyes feel you’re here forever, you and me together… nothing gets better.

‘but there’s a side to you that I never knew. All the things you’d say, they were never true, and the games you play,you would always win.

I set fire to the rain and I threw us into the flames. Well, it felt something died ’cause I knew that that was the last time.

Sometimes I wake up by the door, that heart you caught, must be waiting for you.

Even now when we’re already over I can’t help myself from looking for you.

Let us burn..

After a couple of days of looking out over the water and seeing some people parasail Simon and I decided to go for it. I’m generally scared of heights and after a tiny scream, we were up in the air and it was so worth it. Was really cool and would love to do it again.. maybe for a bit longer this time

Landing in the water was a bit creepy though, figured they’d slow down a bit more but apparently NOT, haha. I got my hair wet, but not my bun? looked a state when we got out the water.

Just some more pictures from one of the nights in Corfu. We found our favourite restaurant by the water, which had delicious Greek salads, and then we moved on to the pool table and bar most nights. I played well until i had too many drinks..

Here are some more pictures from the trip, (there’s even more to come!). Two from before we went out to dinner, one of me swimming in our private pool, and a picture from the beautiful Nissaki beach, small as it was.