Randomness

Thoughts of the day: 

Dentists have fucking weird ornaments around the clinic. 

Next time wear more comfy shoes when walking around the city. 

Loss

Losing people is kinda like hunger. It can creep up on you so you can feel the grief lingering and growing stronger or it can feel like this strong pang that makes you want to double over. I'm sure I could probably think of a more sophisticated analogy at some other point in time but I'm thinking about breakfast. Rest in Peace, M.N♥️

Self-Loathing

More and more lately I am feeling worse about myself. Something needs to change.. I need to do something about the things I hate about myself. I wish I could just have some help though. I dont really feel like I have a support system right now. With the guy I'm in love with not messaging me back cos he's sick, and my best friend not messaging me at all unless I reach out to her first, I'm feeling alone. 

Love & Insecurities

I love him, I trust him, but because of the insecurities within myself I sometimes think he's too busy for me, or he doesn't really feel like talking. And I get if he's down and he's wthdrawn, that's something else. I just get weird. Last two days I've been down, and I've messaged him normally- I don't feel right just outing "I feel down and don't feel the safest right now, I don't trust myself." I'm not like that. I know if I really was going to harm myself, I wouldn't message him, I'd pick up my phone and call the help line number that I have saved. Like i've done in the past. And I don't want to have to tell him I'm down for him to reply to my message. I'm making him sound like a total jackass right now and when in reality he's absolutely lovely and supportive, and if I really did reach out like he asks me to he'd be there for me. I just had a shower, my head is still pounding and I know when I go to sleep tonight I'm going to have another nightmare.

Heal

Somehow, some time ago he made made me trust him completely. Even though I refrained from being really open about how much I appreciate him, how much I love our friendship he was always there taking what I gave him, appreciating me and respecting my limits, not trying to pressure or change me.

But the truth of the matter is, he has changed me. For the better. I don't exactly know when but I began to open up and feel completely safe sharing my thoughts and feelings with him. I've never felt like he's judged me, only supported me and believed in me.

The abuse I went through, it made me close doors to protect myself, until I felt like I was in this massive place isolated from everyone- always the loneliness lingering there behind every smile and laugh. But he changed that. While I still find it hard to open up to people, I am beginning to trust again, trust that there is good in people and so much love around me. 

I love him. 

Scrambled

Thoughts:

I'm so sleep deprived

I should make more friends so when I want to go out I'll have someone that's up to hang out

I should fill my closet with more harem pants

I should put that juicer on lay buy

I need to get my proof of age card done

My soap supplies should hurry up and get here

I wanna see dawn of the planet of the apes tomorrow

I'm so in love with him

I'm officially seeking part time work

Can't wait to see 22 jump street

I need fluffier pillows

I need sleep

Soap-making

So I'm going to try something new, out of my creative zone, and try soap making! I'm looking forward to it.

I had a flash back of when I was about 10, I'd ride on my bike around the blocks and get flowers from near a lake and pinch some from gardens and ride away, and make perfume from the flowers with water lol.

I remember I'd have these cool vase type bottle things where I'd put the perfume in and i'd store them. That was a nice time.