I am undeniably happy. This is too good to write about in here.

Really.

Nobody believed in me, but I got my shit together. Guess I just had to do it on my own. Talk is cheap, especially when you, yourself, are in denial.

This feels great is all I'm trying to say.

It blows my mind that somebody with no intentions, whatsoever (good or bad), ends up being an incredibly healing person/s. Does that make them a vessel of personal change AND acceptance? Certain types of behavior don't need validation. You can't view summer in terms of winter. You must constantly enable yourself to move in any direction, and your ( Read more... )

gold sateen sheets
suitcase record player
art book
fancy cigarettes
baleen bag
marshmallow plaid
things to bury myself under.

After three and a half years, I saw him.

Should I have decided to put myself through this all over again? Was it even something I could've decided against? Did those feelings ever truly disappear in the first place? How long is this going to drag on in my life? Is he the...reason? One? Answer? Problem?

Backwards Heaven

APPENDIX ( Read more... )

The end of summer has brought me to an interesting point. Somehow, jobless as I may be, my life has been incessant fun. I feel like I've been living the life of Princess Vodka, or Queen Old Style or something. For once in my life boys have taken ME out and dropped money on me (it's usually the opposite), and I won't lie, it's pretty nice. That is ( Read more... )

help me do the job "rain dance"

"get a job get a job get a job get a job get a job"

fuck.

So soon, seriously??

Click, click, click. Romping around in bed and stuff. Geesh. What a lovely way to spend an early summer morning.

breaking
up
is
hideous
and
michigan
is
pleasantly
boring.