It's been a while, been rediscovering my passion and love for art. Been drawing non- stop. The secret to enjoying life was within me all along, just buried deep inside, glad it resurfaced.
Last time I posted wasn't even Halloween yet, now it's almost December, can't wait for it to come, this November almost killed me. HOW MANY THINGS CAN HAPPEN IN A FUCKING MONTH?!?!?!???
January lasted so long, I can't believe it's finally over, how can 31 days feel like a whole year, so much happened, I'm so sad, how do I keep surviving, this heartbreak hasn't killed me yet, but gosh it feels so close. I wonder if dead people get sad.
I do feel better, actually my friends have been the most amazing support sistem, if I had to go through that rejection all by myself I'd be forever miserable. Time to slowly get back on my feet.
Sometimes I frown so hard my forehead hurts, but I do not know until I actually go to sleep and the person on my phone that is doing ASMR tells me to relax the frown and enclemch the jaw.
If you ever feel like an idiot, just know that I, an adult with a job (at an ice cream and coffee shop) think excitedly whenever someone orders coffee gelato "ah yes, the big boy flavour" while I make it.
I do not think I like man, but the way they look fascinates me, I like looking at them and fantasizing about them but not them in general. I never felt romantic feelings toward a man, but at the same time I romanticize them.
If you ever feel like a weirdo, just know that when I'm on my period and I wipe myself clean, I look at the discarded eggs and say out loud "this could've been a potential abortion".