Missing Strasbourg
i’ve been counting the days i’ll be back to Strasbourg. I miss the liberty of living by my own, not having my parents on my back for every little things. Don’t wear that shirt it’s too tight, don’t wear that dress it’s too short, don’t eat that you’ve ate already, go take a shower, go to sleep, range this range that, I thought i wanted to go back home, after the break up and all, but honestly i should’ve known from the way i waited for the exact morning of my departure to pack my luggage and now, it’s still 12 days to my departure back to France and i just wanted to pack my luggage now, thinking if i do it early enough it’ll make it look like it’s coming faster.
I miss Strasbourg, i miss living alone, going out till late night with my friends, having the liberty to be as messy as i am, that i can sleep or take a shower or hang out any time i wanted to. Dad ask me why should i go back on the 22nd, i should’ve go back on like the 30th, i wouldn’t cross my mind even for the slightest bit, even now i’ve been wanting to go back as soon as possible.
Dad has been on my back treating me like a 7 year old feren. It’s super frustating. One time he told me to come just to pick up my sis while i just took a shower and changed into my pyjamas, i told him i didn’t want to come and he told me that i cannot be left alone at home for security reasons. Like i literally live alone in France and you still didn’t trust me home alone? That’s just stupid.. and mom, i went underwear shopping with he a week ago, and she only offers me those granny panties and i told her that’s okay, i’ll just buy them by myself, and she practically scold me and told me that i absolutely cannot buy any g-strings type underwear. I mean i’m 21 years old and i paid for my own life, all the bills and my home for the past 7 months, and i still have my mom dictate what underwear i shouldn’t wear. Honestly, stop treating me like a child.
I miss gabriel, i miss having to do crazy things with him. He told me everytime we call, he miss me even more. That’s just the cutest. he bought a martini rouge and he told me we’re gonna celebrate once i got back. I miss that. I miss having my own private strip show of gabriel, i miss laughing out loud until my throat hurts with him. Don’t get me wrong, i love hanging out with della, gio and mer but honestly, i don’t know if it’s the fact that i can’t be as free as i al in France or what but i realise for a moment yesterday when i hang out with merlin, i felt bored. I’ve never felt ike so when I’m hanging out with my friends in France. I want to go back, home. To where my life felt like a rush of joy every damn time. Where i actually felt like i have all the reasons to get up in the morning.
In 12 days i’ll be back. Maybe being back in Strasbourg wouldn’t be all glitter and gold as i expected but hey, at least i have my freedom.
I miss Strasbourg, i miss living alone, going out till late night with my friends, having the liberty to be as messy as i am, that i can sleep or take a shower or hang out any time i wanted to. Dad ask me why should i go back on the 22nd, i should’ve go back on like the 30th, i wouldn’t cross my mind even for the slightest bit, even now i’ve been wanting to go back as soon as possible.
Dad has been on my back treating me like a 7 year old feren. It’s super frustating. One time he told me to come just to pick up my sis while i just took a shower and changed into my pyjamas, i told him i didn’t want to come and he told me that i cannot be left alone at home for security reasons. Like i literally live alone in France and you still didn’t trust me home alone? That’s just stupid.. and mom, i went underwear shopping with he a week ago, and she only offers me those granny panties and i told her that’s okay, i’ll just buy them by myself, and she practically scold me and told me that i absolutely cannot buy any g-strings type underwear. I mean i’m 21 years old and i paid for my own life, all the bills and my home for the past 7 months, and i still have my mom dictate what underwear i shouldn’t wear. Honestly, stop treating me like a child.
I miss gabriel, i miss having to do crazy things with him. He told me everytime we call, he miss me even more. That’s just the cutest. he bought a martini rouge and he told me we’re gonna celebrate once i got back. I miss that. I miss having my own private strip show of gabriel, i miss laughing out loud until my throat hurts with him. Don’t get me wrong, i love hanging out with della, gio and mer but honestly, i don’t know if it’s the fact that i can’t be as free as i al in France or what but i realise for a moment yesterday when i hang out with merlin, i felt bored. I’ve never felt ike so when I’m hanging out with my friends in France. I want to go back, home. To where my life felt like a rush of joy every damn time. Where i actually felt like i have all the reasons to get up in the morning.
In 12 days i’ll be back. Maybe being back in Strasbourg wouldn’t be all glitter and gold as i expected but hey, at least i have my freedom.
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