ate an eighth of shrooms so that I could see the universe
…actually scratch that. it was a tab of lucy. went a little crazy in a good way. my two best friends are just even better friends. a+
home.
I keep thinking about getting old and dying
moreso about those around me dying and how it is going to affect me emotionally. Someday, someone that one night I held close will die. holy shit.
“ you know what i think when i’m this close to another body? i think one day at one moment… this body that I’m holding in my arms will stop breathing… stop living. just… stop. one day you’ll happen upon my name in the obits and you’ll remember this moment when we were so close”
shes so smart and independent and i don't think she needs me
in that beginning stage where every breath is a miracle. in that beginning stage where every syllable makes my stomach tighten twelve notches.
he thinks that twilight is cute, i think i found my soulmate. well i kind of already knew that i did. hes perfect and I am happier than I’ve been in forever. every person I’ve ever been with before this is the red carpet, walkways.
compared to what I feel right now, nobody has meant anything to me.
it’s date night. new moon and cream cheese enchiladas with my favorite person in the world.
“everytime we start hanging out I get a dread in the pit of my stomach about when we have to part ways.”
my name is driftwood
I’m now completely moved in with my mother, will this be good for me? I bet so. Working and keeping up. Everything in my life seems to be reaching the up and up.
pros about my life right now:
*amazing boyfriend
*amazing apartment
*I get to eat every day
*making bank at a job that I love
*my best friends are phenomenal
I was going to make a list of the cons, but I think the pros beat out the cons so much that it just makes them obsolete.
time to make my bed, switch my purses out, take a shower, and then go pick up my lovely boyfriend from work!
A+ Life, A+
xoxo
don’t think twice its alright
i am grounded I am humble I am one with everything
I love you.
moved in with my mom yesterday, I had the first real home cooked meal that I’ve had in a very long time. it’s time for me to start over, to move on. My life has come together, and I’m realizing that I’m not as alone as I thought. He told me he’s here for me and I believe him. He used to tell me that me sharing my feelings was “putting my shit on him” but you told me that you wanted me to talk about it. I feel like maybe for the first time ever I have someone who wants to give me even close to what they take from me emotionally. it feels like a miracle
