I'm painfully afraid that I'm the "Karen" in all my friend groups.
It makes me want to be a shut in. To get a kitten or a puppy and raise it to love me unconditionally. It'll never know I'm a Karen.

And what sucks the most is that I desperately want to not be Karen. And with a few people, one on one, I don't feel like Karen. But in groups, I seem to ( Read more... )

sometimes I still wonder why.

modeling nude for a figure drawing class tomorrow. I think it'll ultimately be really good for my self esteem...we shall see.

I'll love you til the end. You're the one for me. I have no doubt of that in my soul - at least the part of my soul that I can consciously get to ( Read more... )

I want to write a book's worth of pages. About everything. About anything. I just want to create something that is undeniably mine ( Read more... )

I wonder if you realise that you broke my heart a little bit.

Euphie came upstairs to my closed door and pawed at it - I could hear her nails scrape at the bottom of the door. She doesn't usually paw at things. I let her in and left the door cracked, which I never do, just in case she wants out.
I think she knows I'm lonely, even without giving one outward sign that I am missing you, even though it hasn't even ( Read more... )

I still don't know why you did it.
But I'm growing numb to it now.
I'm not sure that's better.

here's to finding my own P.s. I Love you
sans death.

I'm not sleeping.
I really wish that would change..