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I don’t really like parties.
I mean, I enjoyed myself,
But I spent most of my time in my friend’s room, smoking and having a good time.
Everyone downstairs were dancing and yelling.
I stood next to a very attractive guy and girl and listened to them cut down and critique every person around. It was really uncomfortable. All they had to say about me is my hair is cool, and I’m fairly androgynous. That’s cool I suppose.
My friend ended up necking on the couch with her birthday boyfriend.
And I text in the rain alone.
I like it that way.

I’m such a lonely duck.

Quack.

eatsleepdraw:


‘Indifference’
Acrylic on Board
©Brian DeYoung Illustration


This relates a bit to the tattoo that I want. An anchor and a kite. Someone explained bipolar disorder to me in this way: you’re on a boat in the middle of the sea. On one wrist you have an anchor tied and on the other a kite. The trick is to not let either pull you down or up. Balance. I never want to get stuck under that anchor again.

eatsleepdraw:

‘Indifference’

Acrylic on Board

©Brian DeYoung Illustration

This relates a bit to the tattoo that I want. An anchor and a kite.
Someone explained bipolar disorder to me in this way: you’re on a boat in the middle of the sea. On one wrist you have an anchor tied and on the other a kite. The trick is to not let either pull you down or up. Balance.
I never want to get stuck under that anchor again.

My mom is going to a murder mystery party and I’m quite jealous.

I can’t help but feel like everyone around me is terribly distant.

Goodnight, I guess.

Does this allow me to be super concerned about my prospects?

Does this allow me to be super concerned about my prospects?

So I’ve been watching Glee.
I’m quite ashamed, and I might have cried a little bit.
I might have a huge crush on Marley. Those earthy and gorgeous souls always get to me.

Oh Jesus. I’m creeping old choir videos of mine, and there’s one where I’m wearing sunglasses on stage, wearing a fabulous dress. And everyone else is in jeans a tshirt.
Wudda cool 13 year old.

Today, a customer said, “You know, I thought you were gay, but you’re actually really nice!”
😳
Wut?

Then I got ditched at a coffee shop. No big deal.

I have an issue with finishing projects, books, etc. And I am determined to find a direct reason.
With a book, I get to the last chapter, and feel like there can’t be much more information. (Mind you, I read mostly nonfiction)
I have multiple sewing projects that I have yet to finish. These are not comparable to books because with crafty things, there is a huge difference between finished and unfinished. It is either functional or not functional.
You would think the gratification of finishing something would be enough to get me to finish something. Apparently not. Hm.