When is the best time to write your book you ask? At half past one in the morning when you’re half full!! And by full I mean drunk. Editing this in the morning will be hilarious. I genuinely just wrote “he’s open and friendly, what a classic Sagittarius”.
her dress changes color to that of your blog
this is lovely
she has a snowflake patterned dress this is great
Self hate does not mean self harm. People can have bad days and feel self hate for themselves, it doesn’t not give you the right to invalidate their feelings just because you’ve experienced what you consider to be “real self hate.”
I would gladly spend all day everyday trying to be enough for you, knowing that should I fail there’s always tomorrow.
Regular Life Update
I am an embarrassment and I understand why my best friend doesn’t enjoy my company as much anymore.
So… I’ve sort of decided to leave tumblr more or less. I mean I have very little impact on your dash as it is and I feel like there are more productive ways I could be spending my time. I am working on a few projects just now so if I feel like tumblr should see it then I’ll whap up a post or a link but otherwise I’m off!
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
