this weekend should be lovely! saturday i have 2 birthdays to attend where i get to indulge and get extremely intoxicated and visit my amazing friends. sunday is the weekly day i get to lounge and chill with my boy and also do up his luscious locks. monday is a bunch of running around and madness BUT i have that appointment to check out the apartment! i am beyond STOKED you have no idea.
“and it calls me to sleep… and it calls me to dream… in my room, in the nights, when i reach over my bed - could’ve sworn you were there, could’ve sworn you were here. in my room in the nights… there’s nothing there.”—Felt Drawings
i feel so absolutely disgusting. i need to lose some of this weight that i packed on over the winter… seriously, ick. theres no way i will feel good in a bathing suit like this. its time to get to the fucking gym! im joining on monday…
i am quite stoked for my mini life plan.
-get fit/toned -keep working at my relationship -don’t forget to take pills
-eat healthier -learn to chill -get apartment
-grow hair (haha) -keep up on doctor appointments -cute up apartment
also super stoked on setting up an appointment to go see an apartment on monday!! i am so excited… it is the cute one i passed by walking to Jamie’s… it’s near work, Jamie’s, it is downtown, a one bedroom, with a very cute exterior! and to top it off… i found out the rent is not that expensive at all. what a bonus :)
really in need for some female tlc right now… i feel so vulnerable. i just wish we could all live in a fucking fantasy world with everything peachy and keen. i wish i could place a veil infront of my eyes, be oblivious of the pain out there. why do i have to always feel like this?
why the fuck couldn’t i be a normal human being?
i blame my parents. thanks a lot for giving me these AWESOME genes… NOT. i am never having fucking children. not only for the fact that i am too selfish, but because i wouldn’t ever risk having a child that would suffer through this. fuck this. seriously.
my tumblr might go through a little bit of a change… just so you are all aware. i don’t really give a fuck if you don’t enjoy it. i need somewhere i can just spill…. so if you want to lurk and creep and judge - feel free. but know it’s not here to aesthetically please you.
the more i look at apartmenttherapy.com and think about moving out on my lonesome, i get more and more stoked. i have far too many plans to execute. it’s a simple calm though. knowing i will be doing it on my own. i can control everything. i think i am starting to develop more independence. i don’t know if it’s completely a good thing though…. i am becoming more detached from others.
but it’s okay.
i think it’s time to spread my wings and be a little selfish.