Camille Preaker + FuneralĀ
I miss Sharp Objects
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Camille Preaker + FuneralĀ
I miss Sharp Objects
Bundled
It was so real at one time. The love was. It was real and it existed and it doesnāt now.
Maybe it wasnāt ever really real. No. It was, is was everything.
We lived together and shared our things, bought new things. My favorite blanket became a muted green and brown quilt that his grandmother had cut and sewn for him. His sisterās and cousins each had their own handmade quilt. He liked to bundle up in the first blanket I had every crocheted. It is mostly cream wool with scattered circles of burnt autumn colors and had taken hundreds of hours to make a couple years earlier. It was his favorite even though it was too short to cover his feet.
A trade of things we cherished.
When it was over, we took our own blankets back.
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W H A T
greta going sicko mode
She had a tweet explaining that, in Swedish, it's an aphorism meaning something similar to 'hold their feet to the fire'. She's not calling for firing squads.
Today is a big day. Iāve got an interview and another one tomorrow. Iām short on friends and plans. But Iām making moves. Iām filling orders, going to therapy, getting interviews done, moving forward. Solid friendships in my new city will come.
This is my pep talk thanks for reading along.
my brand
i feel so needy when i want to reach out to someone. I hate it. I just want to not be home today.Ā
its that time of year
I really struggle with living back home. Having made 2 solid friends since moving to LA has been nice, but I still donāt have a larger friend group and donāt have any close friends who live within thirty minutes of me.
Today is a day I really donāt want to be home alone with my father but Iām honestly feeling too much anxiety to just go sit at a coffee shop or motivate myself to go meet new people. But I saw one friend yesterday and my otherĀ friend Iāll see this on Wednesday.
Iām allowing myself the space to feel lonely. Of course I miss my wider friend group. I miss Marianne and Charissa most days. And my cousins. The babes are growing up and I know I wonāt see them for a while. I miss my Saturday afternoon volleyball intramural friends. I miss my coworkers and students. I had carved out a structure and life for myself and I liked many parts of it. I miss Frank less and less but of course I still miss so much about that time in my life.
Of course being here is difficult. Iām also really thankful that I had somewhere to land this year and Iām thankful for my supportive friends who feel like family and Iām really thankful for the new friends Iāve made or reconnected with. And Iām thankful that Iāve pushed myself enough to not just wallow and isolate. Making new friends when you feel down on yourself is HARD but Iām trying.
crushes are a wild ride.
It took three years to find a name.
monstress is everything
Iām obsessed with this show
Seasons Greetings my dudes!
i love when dudes are like āof course i respect women, i have a sister and a nieceā like what does that even mean. there isnāt a person on this planet who isnāt related to a woman like what is Your Point
I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS