#old journal

[paperw0rmz]

Screen shots from my latest YouTube video showing my last journal

[goatshrine-art]

Vintage journal and old field-notes inspired pages from my sketchbooks

[oneindiglaura]

Source: Pinterest - Edith Meurrens

[meet-me-in-the-kitchen]

They should make you prove you’re a Taylor swift fan to get tickets so I can show them this

[my-junk-journal]

Pink Theme 💕

[savvyjournaling]

Old Journal versus New Journal

I didn’t finish the bookshelf section in the old journal but I decided to retire it anyway since I only had maybe five pages left, and I’d like to do a new set up of just writing the books down in my normal entries.

My new journal is a dotted grid RETTACY in a smaller size than I used to get from them. The pages are almost glossy smooth and I’m not sure how I feel about that yet, but I definitely prefer the guidelines for my entries and the smaller size.

My January calendar is a little wonky looking but it came out better than I thought it would. The first pages of a new journal always looks like a dud to me anyway lol.

I’m a solid week behind because I had to wait for the new journal to be shipped to me. And also because I didn’t order the new one until the third but whatever, we’ll blame long shipping times.

[piierrote]

i finished my journal that has had all of my notes from september INCLUDING my initial project pitch for Love Is Fallen Angels and i’m so sad it’s finished,,,,, i’m so emotionally attached to her

[uhhhlivia]

poetry from my old notebook: trigger warning (figuratively sh)

emotions make you blind

you’re hurt, unwise

walking aimlessly around with knives

the sharp edges cut deep

more blind as you weep

frustration rises as you continue

so bent and out of place

something is broken within you

a sorrow loss of traits

ones of joy, gratitude,

positivity

now empty, a core shell, all a

decoy

with your quick blasts of anger

a fucking bomb

waiting to deploy

those around you are unsure

nervous

mostly waiting for you to step up

to mature

you begin to attack

knives now out and straight to my

back

i become blame for your acts

what have i done?

shakey hands

please, please relax

a hand once used to comfort

a body that would once

embrace me after i’ve suffered

now hardened and cold

sharp knives with a strong

handhold

your blinding weep encapsulates me

sharp knives

slashing you free

each feel jab, sharp stab

profitless outlets to your emotion

you begin to cut

cut cut cut

forcing yourself deeper in your

own rut

blinding mistaking suppression as progression

i dislike you

fucking restless after all you’ve put me through

a pill so tough to fucking swallow

i start to chew

emotions make you blind

you’re sick

the desolation illness of the mind

a love once held strongly for you

now battered, broken

“nothing fucking matters”

is that really what you’ve come to?

the jabs and stabs becomes harsher

and i soon begin to

disregard her

as clocks run through time

life faces seasons

the wounds left from her demise

become scars and

shrink in size

as sharp knives became memories

a wave washes over me bringing a

darkness of clarity

emotions make you blind

blind enough to not see my own self

destruct

a strong handhold on sharp knives

looking down to realize

it’s been me the whole time

[paperw0rmz]

[satellitefeed]

80 years old... he shouldve been at the club

[nauddynaddy]

Goin thru my old journals. Found a piece I liked:

Writer's Block

I can't write

Will this ever end?

I can't breathe if I can't write

Cuz writingz apart-a-me

And if I can't breathe

I'll surely die

I wonder if they'll write about me

Or maybe they won't

Cause they've got writer's block too.

The last line I like. It made me appreciate the pieces of me that still show itself in my writing. I do love a good punchline

[pleaselingeruncomfortably]

“i just wish you would stand up for me.”

[magija1]

I found an old jurnal in my grandparent's house. I don't know where it came from, but there are drawings in it and descriptions. Like chapter(1){the si hua flower}

[vodkatales]

For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

[chriskotiesen]

a fragment of a dream I had in 2013

[savvyjournaling]

new versus old