I slept all day today.
I didn’t mean to- I had some calls to make, a task I wanted to start, but my eyelids felt so heavy (despite the 8 hours of sleep I forced myself to get)
So when I laid down to rest, I found myself lost in dreams, and just like that,
the day was gone. It’s okay, really, I don’t have any real responsibilities.
I tried to paint. Sat down with all my brushes.
I don’t think I know how to anymore.
During my senior year of high school, I had six out of eight classes dedicated to art. I got a lot done then– a lot of stuff I was really proud of, too. I wish I still had that kind of drive and dedication.
I dressed up just to sit down with my laptop and write. It's four in the morning– I don’t know if I’ll end up sleeping tonight. That’s okay, maybe I need the reset.
The older I get the harder it is to stay up the way I used to. Insomnia has frequently gotten the best of me– I used to pride myself on how long I could stay up.
I’m more aware of the hurt it causes my mind and body these days.
I broke my own rules today. Drank the rest of my rum alone. I try not to, especially when I’m depressed, but nothing was helping and the idea of being inebriated felt like something that would help. I think it has- I feel more able to let go of thoughts that usually like to loop.
I can’t get rid of the feeling that they don’t want me around. It shouldn’t matter– I like being alone, right? I was the one who called it off, and I don’t regret it; I certainly didn’t have the capacity for it. Being the only one to do all the work for something doesn’t feel right. Especially when I’m not even entirely sure it’s what I want.
I don’t want to let her down. I think that’s what it all comes down to.
But what do I want? There’s a few things I’m certain of- a husband, a house by the ocean, to write books, a few more cats…
My shoulders hurt. I don’t know what it is about alcohol and my body aching more, but maybe I should give it a rest.
I don’t feel like I’ve done enough, but I’m not sure I ever will.
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I used to love the rain, the freeing way it touches my skin, never leaving any inch of my body untouched. Though, the more I love it the more it made me sick, made me weak and unable to get out of bed. I used to love the rain yet here I am holding an umbrella, covering me from the thing I used to love. I used to love the rain but this time, I will love you with caution.
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i would love to hear what you guys hear when you listen to state of grace. is there a chance we’ve been listening to two different songs
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i remember a time when videos wouldn't lag when they are fully buffered.
this is an issue appearing across multiple devices, accounts, users, etc that my hubby and i couldn't help but notice. =T
i mention in tags that youtube lies about video quality and i should probs explain a bit-
videos will auto the quality to either 480 or 720, and when i change it in the settings, it sometimes gets WORSE, or it will literally stay the same while it says 1080, while it will look like it is playing on a fucking potato.
audio sync is also off for a lot of videos these days and i highly soubt3nearly every youtuber is uploading unsynced videos.
i am so annoyed with how everything technology-wise in general is just such shit quality these days. i miss when shit was built to last. fuck planned obsolescence and caplitalism.
(yes, your technology and devices breaking down is by design. we actually could build better quality longer lasting shit but they want u to buy more shit so they are designed to break after certain amount of time. conveniently (for them, not u) around the time just after warranty would no longer cover devices in question. 🙃🙃🙃))
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Thinking bout' the water for a sign
Waiting for the moment to arise
I know that no man could ever fly
Just lay me on the water
And the water is calm
I'll just float
And if it's rough, and high
I'll pretend that I'm a boat
Lay me on the water
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Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.
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