rondloper:

i always think i have my problems squared away at the end of the night and beginning of a new day. i always believe the false epiphanies that occur in my sleep wanting head. then the sun rises, birds wake and i remember why that two am solution would not work. and i’m back to square one.

"What do you think about Yoga?"

miss chassé: thoughts on a rainy Wednesday morning, a bulleted list: 

I’m taking a lot of time nowadays to just sit & breathe and do nothing else.

I’m sure Yoga will be great exercise. But that yoga breathing alone might do wonders.

rondloper:

i exist when it is convenient for you to have me exist.

rondloper:

i have to leave in twenty minutes and my hair is uncombed, pajamas intact and my face is not fit for the outside world. i am struggling to care at the idea of being late, not being perfect. all i can think about is how i don’t want them to find me.

la-croix:

I just want to be breathtakingly beautiful and coordinated and undeniable and good at stuff and a famous author is that too much to ask? 

Thinking.

Right now I’d be happy with a few more readers. The downside of being beautiful/handsome is that people don’t really pay attention, not the way one wants them to. They pay attention to get your attention.

blather like me: I'm getting in my old routine - and that is bad →

blatherlikeme:

The routine of work, get in bed and play on internet, work, get in bed and play on internet.

This is not a good place to be on the climb out of the abyss.

I need to keep moving and expanding my activities. Walking, drawing, photography, social life.

For the next week and a half I have…

I actually am going crazy revising dissertation. So what I’ve been doing lately is trying to blog something, trying to meet someone new, then getting to work on what I need done.

I’m going outside too and writing in the pen and paper journal. But I’m finding it helpful to have a routine when getting online so I can make the most of it and get off it when I need to.

thatgirlwasmeanttofly:

my dad set fucking parental controls on my account on the desktop

what the fuck

i’m an adult

thank goodness i have my own latpop

even though they consider that to be theirs as well

My parents were actually stricter with me at 20 than they were at 15.

"today has been idle and slow. i read two works of fiction by john green, both of which a) made me cry and b) made me feel like i was squandering my life. it is twenty past one and tomorrow i am going to ikea in the hopes to find some suitable and stylish storage solutions. and a lamp. but i will probably just end up buying plates and fake flowers. incidentally today is the first evening in about two months that i have not self harmed. the thought and urge has been nagging me almost constantly however. i hope i can continue this way, i caught myself in the mirror yesterday and flinched at the scars resting everywhere. my mother really hates them. i am not sure about studying, i think given that this is my second attempt at psychology and my fourth attempt at general tertiary education that maybe it is not for me. but i do not know what else to so, what else do you do? i should stop trying to make huge life decisions so early in the morning, that would probably be a good step."

are you not entertained?:  

rydrlynn:

my life is one big sigh

rondloper:

there is so much inside of me, it both scares and fascinates me to think of what is inside of other people .