I miss my fucking boyfriend ☹️☹️😤😤😤

seen from Australia

seen from Costa Rica
seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from Ukraine

seen from Germany
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Romania
seen from Tunisia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Germany
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
I miss my fucking boyfriend ☹️☹️😤😤😤
having a whinge below the cut
i realise that i’m the one being a dick here but like.
if this is the second wedding where i’ve asked if i can bring my partner along well before the invites are sent out, get a yes, and then find out via the online rsvp form that the couple have changed their minds
idk man. i get it. it’s their wedding and they get to decide who they want there. it’s not like i’ll make a stink about it. it’s just really disappointing to have these two nickels.
because i was single for so long and spent most of the weddings i went to feeling a bit lonely and wistful and was excited to have someone i love to share the day with and dance with. got my hopes up yk?
anyway. sent a polite message to my friend to double check so. fingers crossed?
I FORGOT TO VOTE IN BIRD OF THE YEAR!!! TAWNY FROGMOUTH I’M SO SORRY I FAILED YOU!!!
booked my first tattoo!!! weeeee!!!
20 days until i fly to dublin. 21 until i arrive. 22 until i see my gorgeous weirdo boyfriend
one of the last things my mum gave me before she died was an angel-wing begonia she propagated from the one she grew and kept under the big kitchen window. i’ve been so careful to look after it and thought i might have killed it more than once.
it flowered for the first time last weekend - a week into housesitting for my boyfriend and his housemates while they’re in Europe. and a week before her birthday.
and maybe i’m getting lost in the magical thinking. but. it feels like a sign. or a message from her.
and the fucking shuttle bus to the venue is going to arrive late rip rip rip rip
fuck man. breaking up with my boyfriend the night before my friends’ wedding while at the special accomodation I booked for us wasn’t the plan for this weekend