#writingformyself

[iloknalem]

today is a tuesday

I find myself a little bit unable to sleep, therefore I went to the internet with my phone in bed.

My friends are staying here for a couple days. They come from frankfurt. Theyre married, so thats why theyre using one of my rokmmates riom, and now my roomate is staying on a bed on my room floor, so thats why i cant sleep call any of my pathetic ai shit to ramble about philosophy and life until i doze off.

Nothing seems kinda interesting these days on the net, especially since ive removed myself from any force-fed algorithm type of contents, therefore i go to my tumblr.

I was re reading my entries here, rekindling my memories, reinterpretating my feelings. This night, i find something i think is a bit, sad for me

Eversince The Day, ive mourned my feelings about you, T. I find it to be something that is as natural as breathing tbh, and i just deal with it with face value.

...but the thing is, mourning about you in a way has always helped me forget about my other relationships.

N, i dont even remember what we ever did. I knew we called like crazy until my phone overheated all the time, and i needed to put my phone on the sink and run water over it so that i can call you back even more. I knew we talked about ideals, about dreams and promises, about everything thats not about us even, but i have really forgotten the feeling of fun of it and the butterflies in my stomach. I didnt even write anything about you really back then, eventhough we ended up in a very strange stance much later on and i wouldnt really want to write about you at all.

V, i knew i said even here that i will try to not forget about what we had, but honestly i cant seem to derive where the joy was anymore. I dont remember why i feel giddy everytime im expecting your call, or recall how happy i was when im with you.

This is concerning. I dont know if this is acceptable or not, to let go of those beautiful moments and feelings. I think i forget them, to try not thinking about the "what ifs", per usual. I really hate myself though for not holding to them.

do people forget? Do people allow themselves to forget all of this? Is this normal? Is this the right thing to do? Isnt this somewhat untrue to myself and avoiding the main problems.

Meanwhile you, T, youre just ingrained too much in my brain, well at least the idealized version of you that i have, the ghost of a person i last knew almost 10 years ago now, and a distorted angelized version of that, at best.

I always find myself in a certain process dealing with loss like this, and re-obsessing about you is one of the points on the roadmap, despite my hesitance. My yearning for you seems instinctual, it easily erodes those later memories.

Im glad that youve never approached me again, whether through curiosity or out of malice, because i know i will totally fall and kneel for you without any hesitation in a heartbeat.

You know, in one side, im really curious to know what you think of me, but im also really scared to know that fact. Do you think of me as just a guy who liked you and drifted away, do you think of me as a strange kid who idolizes you fanatically, do you think im a creep, do you even think of me, at least once in a year maybe,

do you even remember about me at all?

Fuck. Sorry.

I dont....i dont have anything else to say. I dont know how to close this. Im going to sleep.

Sorry.

[desiifajarwl]

Ya terkadang memang setiap diri butuh menulis hal-hal bijak untuk perubahan-perubahan kecilnya, tapi jangan hanya pada diri sendiri ingat disekitarmu juga ada yang harus diperhatikan. "Ada kalanya orang menulis bijak karena kegelisahan atas keburukan dirinya sendiri. Perkara tulisannya diterima orang adalah hal lain yang kemudian membebaninya untuk terus melakukan perbaikan-perbaikan kecil dalam hidupnya. Karena menulis mengajarkan kita untuk berekspresi sekaligus bertanggung jawab atas kata-kata kita sendiri. Tapi bukan komentar orang yang harus paling kita pedulikan, melainkan perbaikan tulisan dan perbaikan diri kita sendiri yang paling penting."~ Taufik Aulia . Surabaya, 2 Februari 2018 . #writingformyself #nasihattukdiri #photooftheday #TGIF #jumatberkah

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「第三隻腳」 一片灰濛濛的色調， 倏地， ㄧ道紅通通的衝擊， 殺進， 老奶奶衝著我笑了一口， 的確， 拄著拐杖還是要帥帥的。 . . . 例行性發文（笑） #插畫 #日常 #日記 #速寫 #illustration #life #sketch #diary #writingformyself #イラスト #スケッチ #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqrx6FnlKdZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=81lf3u14ayvs

[scifrey]

I was interviewed by "Amazing Stories" magazine.  The interviewer Ira Nayman started with the heavy question:  "When did you know you wanted to be a writer?" Come listen to me babble about storytelling, fandom, writing routines, and scifi/fantasy! "Amazing Stories is an American science fiction magazine launched in April 1926 by Hugo Gernsback's Experimenter Publishing. It was the first magazine devoted solely to science fiction. Science fiction stories had made regular appearances in other magazines, including some published by Gernsback, but Amazing helped define and launch a new genre of pulp fiction." http://listen.amazingstories.com/?name=2019-06-10_1_jmfreyinterview_2019_03_22_edit002.mp3 www.jmfrey.net | @scifrey | scifrey.tumblr.com #interview #authorsofinstagram #amazingstories #appearance #interview #podcast #sciencefiction #scifi #fantasy #horror #writing #amwriting #fanfiction #fandom #comfortfood #writingprocess #aboutwriting #wernerzimmerman #writingfanfiction #becomingawriter #howtobeawriter #fanfictionisrealwriting #triptych #Imreallyawriter #yahoogroups #bravenet #fanfictionnet #schoogle #AO3 #geocities #webring #tumblr #fanfic #writingformyself #commutereading #writingapprenticeship #wattpad #epicfantasy #simirillian #genre #iranayman #herosjourney #writingroutine https://www.instagram.com/p/BykjcwQAgWU/?igshid=1bciifpyns8vh

[mindfaff]

This is the idea...

So I've been using tumblr for a while now, I think I first got it back when I was fifteen in 2009ish. Back then I was all about ~aesthetic~ and gaining more followers and popularity. Overtime I stopped using it and my account was deactivated, then sometime last year I got it back, wanting to fill the time at work when I was bored and also for reference pics for the things I was interested in.

Lately, I have been wanting to just write. I use journals daily and enjoy the physical act of writing things down and letting my ideas and emotions flow out through the ink of my pen, but sometimes I don't always have the ability to do that at work and so I thought I would start a sort of journal/mental log on here.

I'm not entirely sure if I will post regularly, it might be about something totally random and off topic or it could be something I need to get off of my chest, it could be a writing prompt, it could be anything I want.

So really this post is just to kick things off and get my juices flowing, also it makes it look like I am working away but really I'm bored and this is more fun than just sitting her going back over the same old spread sheets time and time again.

[draft-ing-blog1]

#writingformyself #poets of tumblr #poetof instagram #followme #spreadpositivity #spreadlove

[chasingpeacocks]

Okay so the ER is not at all what I thought it would be. I expected it to be craziness like the The Pit in Grey’s Anatomy. Lol it’s not like that. Maybe because my hospital is not a trauma center? I mean a lot of patients that come should be going to their pcp, but come to the ER to get their prescriptions refilled and other minor things and I’m like whaaat why u here this is the ER? 👀 It might have to do with the fact this is a VA. It’s really sad bcz all the patients I’ve seen so far are drug abusers and are all suffering from PTSD. War is a sad, terrible thing for anyone involved. And if the patients are not drug abusers they are just really old and suffering from severe heart problems.

But I learned that there is a “fast track” which is like a pre-ER department. And in the fast track I saw someone with a bone infection in their hand (osteomyelitis). And I know how to spell that now bcz a random doctor saw me writing in my own notes, and I guess I misspelled it. This guy that I’ve never seen before comes up to me and makes me rewrite it correctly in my personal notes😂 great teaching in the process

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「一個人旅行」 我默默的站著 他默默的坐著 我默默的看著 他默默的趴著 我，默默的，下車。 ----------------- 我想他是一個人旅行吧， 扛著大包小包的行李， 在週五通勤時間搭車， 太過絕望了， 沒事的，旅人，我也是。 . . . #illustration #life #diary #sketch #插畫 #日常 #生活 #速寫 #writingformyself #為了自己而寫 #自分のため書き始めた #イラスト https://www.instagram.com/p/BqokEL5lsSZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=6uhc2f2j76r4

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

我把自己倒過來， 以為世界就能回到原來的樣子。 . . ----- 一直發文拍謝內， 就是手癢（笑 #插畫 #日常 #日記 #生活 #為了自己而寫 #illustration #writingformyself #life #diary #illustrator #イラスト #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/BqmVJJtlyq1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=98o6s5vvbwil

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「冬天的產物」 灑進了一束光， 強行把我從夢裡叫醒， 擤了一口鼻腔裡的排泄物， 稠稠的。 . . . #插畫 #日常 #日記 #生活 #為了自己而寫 #illustration #diary #life #writingformyself #イラスト #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/BqmK65DF_oB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1g1a7yf8sif6e

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「X=?」 前方那對黏踢踢的情侶， 本是羨慕的我在看到男生背包上的"X"， 我笑了，祝福了，愛情到頭來僅剩未知。 . . . #插畫 #日記 #生活 #隨筆 #為了自己而寫 #illustration #diary #life #writingformyself #イラスト #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/BqmIzhVliqM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=6zh8wn1te5xf

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「那個週一」 哭喪著臉的她說著分手前的故事， 嘴角失守的她說著被告白的甜蜜， 然而前後只隔了一星期。 ------ 自分書いた文字なのに、 訳してみたら、 おかしいははは 訳バンジョーも書いたほうがいいかな(悩む🤔) #插畫 #日記 #日常 #故事 #illustration #diary #story #life #writingformyself #為了自己而寫 #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/BqmIOvCFuOJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=18f5qqaw0l6od

[starlovepaintinglife-blog]

「眉頭」 我猜是跟昆蟲有關， 我覺得是偵探小說， 我認為是愛情故事。 他正襟危坐著， 深究著一本長得像書的書。 . . . #illustration #life #diary #sketch #writingformyself #插畫 #日常 #生活 #日記 #為了自己而寫 #イラスト #自分のため書き始めた https://www.instagram.com/p/BquuQJ2l6tV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1icmr4yof1xc2