You tried to change didn’t you? closed your mouth more tried to be softer...– “For Women Who Are Difficult to Love,” Warsan Shire (via therosethieves)
Four years ago today, I was a 20 year old, registered voter, in favor of Obama, awaiting the results at the Chinese restaurant I was working at. I remember being hopeful for a change. He was someone I trusted and whose ideals met mine. He won the election and I was completely choked up all night. I heard The Beatles “Imagine” on my way home and couldn’t believe I had witnessed...
Finding out someone you care a lot for, be it a friend, doesn’t care nearly as much, is hurtful. How have I not known about such a major conflict in our relationship? It’s been going on for so long and I had no idea of the image I was to someone I’ve never met. Honesty is important, not only to the one you would assume, but to the other. I will take this as a lesson. And I will...
I’m curious. I’m interested. At least I think so and that’s enough for right now.
Thoughts on October 10th @ 3 am.
Some times I think it’s for the best, other times I think you’ve made the biggest mistake. Just because someone has the potential to make you happy doesn’t mean they do make you happy. Addiction and drugs; and it’s not the way it’s supposed to be.
gotta find another place… maybe one i can stand.
In the past month: My cat died. Three of my best friends in the world moved far, far away. Work has been stressful. I signed a lease. I’ve been fucking up with boys. So where the fuck are my emotions? I’ve never given a shit less in my life. There’s just no feelings for anything anymore. It’s sorta nice.
In 1995 I met my best friend, my companion, my guardian, and my only source of unconditional, nonjudgmental form of love: Orange. I was 7 years old when she was born. My aunt’s cat gave birth and when I went to see the new litter of kittens, 5 in total, she came right up to me. A tiny little long haired orange Tabby. An instantaneous bond occured and I knew she had come home with us. My...
crush a bit, little bit
The past few days have been filled with anxiety. I believe it started over feeling rejected. Shitty emotion. Being single was fun for a while but now I’m not sure. People play so many games and seem to be losing interest once things go on to a certain point. The point changes, but they’re all short in time. Fickle. Without warning and without an explanation, I’m here by myself to...