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Imagine one day waking up and you realise that you are just a fucking trophy. Well not a "fucking" trophy because you are not suposed to be sexuall in any way your only job is to stay put, look cute and under absolutely no circumstances stand out from the crowd! So as a wild lion at heart how do you react when you find out something like this? You move to Norway! Oh yes it's true what they say. "What do they do in Norway where it's always cold and nothing to do?" They keep each other warm.. 

So back to where it started. It started with love of course! Love and the chase and the love for the chase. But after three years of chasing you may start to wonder, something is definitely wrong! So what do you do, you try to talk. Have you ever tried to talk to an italian guy?? So maybe you try to think about other things or not think at all. Denying, oooh yes the denying feels so good. But then there are those moments maybe with a little bit of alcohol (even a lot) and it all bubbles up in different ways like screaming, crying, hitting and in the end it just hurts even more. Not to mention the remorse the day after. So when you tried the talk, the hitting and screaming and nothing change you who reads this may think "well just leave the insensitive prick!" but no, because there is the love. You still love this person with all your heart and soul. Is there anything worse than getting rejected by the persone you love??! The thing left to do is to run away, to Norway for example. 

 

So i have been kept warm since i came to Norway but now what? Missing the shit out of my love who lives far, far away and finding my self lost again. I most definitely not want to be the "trophy girlfriend" i think we all deserve so much more. Is it to much to ask to be loved for who you are and to be satisfied in the way you deserve?

The big question is, is there a way to have it all? 

 

To be continued.. :*