Whether or not I’ve met you yet, I thought about writing you this. Well, it’s mostly for me (everything I put out on my slice of space on the internet is for me, anyway). I don’t know how much of my history you already know at this point, but duh, you’re my person now. We should have covered the basics. But I feel the need to tell you a few more things. Possibly things I’ve
Woman, have you come a long way. I look at you smoking your second cigarette of the day, hair in a bun, spot cream on your face, in a tatty shirt, afraid of the silence. We still have a lot of work to do, but we’re not here to discredit your progress. Would you say I’m in denial if I told you that you have not disappointed me in awhile? I mean, were there things
Several, actually.
In reality, we know that life is made of Ups and Downs. Random spikes of Bliss, and mostly Pain.
But they’re supposed to be constant, balanced. What if your random spikes of bliss are … temporary? How do you deal with that? Do you know what I mean? You would, if you were running on borrowed time. Like me.
(Motel by Clem Crosby, grabbed from Apollo-magazine.com)
So hard to have OCD whilst suffering from a Panic Attack – had the mental strength to grab a fitting photo off the internet and properly credit it too.
Serenity is one of the two Pantone colours of 2016. Does that mean I will barely have any Panic Attacks this coming year? Because I’m having one right now.
I figured a Blog Post should help. But I don’t know if it’s helping. As I’m typing these words I feel like I’m falling falling falling and there is nothing for me to hold on to.
You know what? I don’t. I don’t know. I was taken to Cloud 9, and reality is calling me now. I don’t know how to get back down.
Do you know how you have days when all you want to do is sleep, wishing that time would stop as you go in deep, deep slumber – and sometimes wishing you wake up and it’s 5 years later when life found a way to get you out of a pickle it put you in?
(art by Talula Christian)
We began watching Cosmos early last Month. Interesting, seeing you – this ball of space dust and cosmological magic (thanks, Uncyclopedia), evolving to what it is now. I couldn’t imagine going through all those things, having so much of you change, and for what? You’ve moved forward, except for us.
Gee, with the way this is going, I don’t even think I could call this a Love Letter.
(collage from jacb.me)
What an awkward evening that was. I spiraled down, down, down the Rabbit hole again. But no Wonderland. Just my good old friend, Emptiness.
I may be turning into your resident Angry Girl. Sun Sign Cancer, Moon and Rising Sign Aquarius, Venus in Leo, Mars in Capricorn. I shuffle between INFJ-T and INFP-T from time to time, depending on how the World treats me. Sorted into Ravenclaw in 2011. More? Fine, hand me the Microphone here.
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