It's funny how you always pops into my mind when I'm sorely unhappy and to make things worse, everything I can think about you makes me more unhappy.

so my boyfriend flew to phuket for a holiday this morning. it is our first monthsary today so it's quite sad that he's not around but it's not that bad because i had a really good advanced celebration last night and i also have this photo frame he made filled with pictures and postcards that makes up "i love you" but i have to say before you misunderstand that the frame is not what makes it better for me but the memory that comes as i look at it, that is. the amazing dinner with him sitting opposite me while we eat, him by my side while we picked out our food and him beside me as I cried to ted's temporary death and the many other amazing moments we spent together. he makes me happy in so many ways i can't imagine any one could after all that i've gone through. and i wasn't even expecting much from our first month but he has given me more than i can take and more than what i deserve.