i think imma start posting here again. I logged back on a whim after drinking a little and stalked my page. i really love old me. i thought to start posting on here again bc nobody i know irl follows me let alone uses tumblr anymore.
things that changed: i am living in LA now with my boyfriend of 5 yrs. i am bisexual, but havent full said that out loud to anyone but myself in the mirror. i lost every friend i had 4 yrs ago. but gained a few along the way. im editing films instead of graphic design like i originally wanted to. i stopped taking photos of myself. i now have my own dog named noir. i frequently cry over stressful situations (that hasnt changed actually) i stopped birth control bc it fucked up my mental state and had a damn period for 3 yrs straight. i think im in a better place now. thats it. this was mainly for me to write for past and future me.
Anyone wanna talk, im feeling super sad rn and i just need a chat
Milk & Honey, Rupi Kaur
im the friend
me around people: I want to be alone
me alone: :(
In case no one has told you today, I’m so proud of you I know how hard you’re trying
me hanging out w/ multiple people
them: *are having a good time together, sharing inside jokes, talking about shared interests, laughing, et cetera, and so on, and so forth, and such like*
me: *is walking five steps behind them, trying to give off the impression that i’m just astral projecting and thus feel cool and calm and apathetic about the current happenings, but really is just trying to ignore the feeling that i don’t really.. belong*
The “sleeps with the fan on high under a huge warm blanket” squad
if this isnt me I dont know what is
one day I will meet a person who won’t find my mind a little too heavy. who won’t tell me to stop thinking and overthinking. someone who understands that loving people so much is who I am. someone that won’t call me a handful. someone who is ready to love with all they have too. someone who wants to take on this world with me by their side. that will be a happy day.