Friday, March 23, 2012

Day 25

Day 25: Mar 23, 2012.

My mom sent gor papdi, which any Gujju would appreciate, is the ultimate birthday gift. I also was gifted a prefectly GORGEOUS bouquet of pink roses. It's refreshing, my ex didn't believe in flowers, even though I loved them, so these made me happy.

I cried. There's too much pressure to be happy on your birthday, when all I really want to do, is curl up under a blanket, lie and cry till the tears dry,  without anyone bothering me to do any different.

I'm a teensy bit inebriated, excuse the inevitable typos and tactlessness.

I've watched My Best Friend's  Weding thrice in one day, and I guess the take home message is this: "Maybe there won't be marriage, maybe there won't be sex, but by God, there'll be dancing."

Perhaps that will be my ultimate solace.

I'm scared, lonely, hurt, and the person I miss most in the world is happy with someone else. How does one work around that?

In Man's words, it'll be over soon.

Love,

21 for the last time,

SV.

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