I’m gonna allow myself to be happy from tonight on out.
It’s so nice to realize how lucky you are, even when you’re not as chipper as possible.
Because some people may never get to experience or feel that in their entire life. And that’s the real sadness.
It’s better to have had something wonderful and let it go, than to never know that emotion.
It’s also better to still hold that thing so close, without bitterness or anger.
I am lucky.
And I have a lot to look forward to these days.
I want to go to camp. It’d be so pretty today.
I want a new pet, a new piercing and to go to a new place.
Hedgehog, tragus, South America.
I can’t decide which option is easier.
But I know both will hurt like hell.
I miss you and I don’t know what to do anymore to make that go away.
I could punch a baby right now.
Why does getting accepted to colleges feel so good? Today has been great.
These days I spend most my time with the thespians, wear my combat boots too often, listen to a lot of Bob Dylan, watch season nine of Friends (the season right after Emma is born), eat a lot of carbs and go to bed at 9:30.
And I effing love every minute of it.
I think putting ex in front of a title is like they died. My ex-boyfriend.
It’s just weird. And not for it’s meaning, like literally. The thought of putting that prefix seems weird. Why can’t we just say old?
I guess that might make it sound like he’s old…
That’s my rant I guess.
Today is weird. Thank god for egg nog.