Being in love is weird.
I've always thought I'd understand it. I've considered myself to have been in love a few times, but always when it falls out, I question if I had ever been in love at all.
But everything is love now. Because of loving you, I love everything more now. Everything I've been through to get me here, has brought me to you. Every success, every lesson, every failure, every tragedy. My mind couldn't conceive something as beautiful as what we were to become.
I have a blank canvas in front of me now, and yet all the paints I own could never portray the feelings you give me when you call me by name. When you spend your time kissing every inch of my skin, there's a stage in my head and it's you and I, front and center. Holding hands. It's a light show in my heart.
Being in love is insanity, and yet everything makes sense.
Updated 8/23/2014. Previously known as "Random Thoughts About Everything". this blog is mostly me ranting and writing poetry so, uhm, idk. i expose a lot of my life here in an attempt to make things make sense or to make myself feel better or to inspire someone or to make myself feel not as alone or just because i'm full of emotions and thoughts and they can't stay trapped inside my head all day so yeah read this piece of shit xoxo
Monday, May 30, 2016
Monday, May 2, 2016
Rhythm
Tumblr has been enough for a while, but I remembered I have this. I haven't reread any of my old posts since the last time I posted on here, but I probably will soon. Not yet, though. I was working two jobs for a while, got fired for reasons I found unfair. I was unprepared, but at least I was able to work there in the first place. That's all I needed.
I have experienced a lot, in the sense of relationships and work life. I still know nothing about what I want, but I've finally been doing better at living my life day by day. I don't have my therapist anymore and I've been managing. I'm listening to The Life of Pablo, probably will listen to some ANTI, and then King Gizzard later and check out some of the rest of music my boyfriend has introduced to me. Trap and chillstep is really good lately, as are concept albums. I started collecting CD's and found some Rilo Kiley and Fleetwood Mac and I dug those for a while.
I'm finding myself really liking this guy. We haven't really known each other for a long time, but after a long period of being unattached to people in general, using them as sources of entertainment and for my own fantasies then pushing them away, I actually want his company. He goes along with my antics and embraces my playfulness, he gives me the tenderness I need. I was worried this would all be superficial, but it's been a steadily and unfurling process. I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
I have experienced a lot, in the sense of relationships and work life. I still know nothing about what I want, but I've finally been doing better at living my life day by day. I don't have my therapist anymore and I've been managing. I'm listening to The Life of Pablo, probably will listen to some ANTI, and then King Gizzard later and check out some of the rest of music my boyfriend has introduced to me. Trap and chillstep is really good lately, as are concept albums. I started collecting CD's and found some Rilo Kiley and Fleetwood Mac and I dug those for a while.
I'm finding myself really liking this guy. We haven't really known each other for a long time, but after a long period of being unattached to people in general, using them as sources of entertainment and for my own fantasies then pushing them away, I actually want his company. He goes along with my antics and embraces my playfulness, he gives me the tenderness I need. I was worried this would all be superficial, but it's been a steadily and unfurling process. I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
I feel more comfortable now.
Labels:
adulthood,
after high school,
emotions,
life,
love,
music,
relationships,
work
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