Kittie Litter Box

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[radiantquotes]

[wenchyfloozymoo]

[quotemadness]

“The heart wants what it wants. There’s no logic to these things. You meet someone and you fall in love and that’s that.”

— Woody Allen 

[iglovequotes]

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[quotemadness]

“I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.”

— Khaled Hosseini

[quotemadness]

“I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.”

— Ransom Riggs

[writeresourceful]

i just want a boy to like me

no not that one

[quotemadness]

“The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be.”

— Lao Tzu (via quotemadness)

[iglovequotes]

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[one-twenty-five]

35

It’s my birthday eve right now. Thirty-five. Thirty freaking five. It feels weird saying that out loud. 

I don’t like my birthday. At all, actually.

I wish I was one of those people who loved celebrating themselves and their day.  I love celebrating other peoples’ birthdays, but I find it awkward and weird to do it for myself, so much so I wish I could blink and December 3rd of each year would be skipped right on over. 

I suppose that’s just a tad bit dramatic, and if I self-analyze myself (which of course we all know I love to do) it’s simply because I am so very single. 

Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. 

Another year. 

I don’t know if I should reflect back on the past year to all the things that happened in the time I wrote last year’s post, to this moment in time, or perhaps I should look to the future and just focus on what I want to do next year, focus on what I can control. I don’t know. 

And I find the saddest thing about the day is nothing I’ve done in my life seems to matter to me. The only thing that does is this glaring little fact that I’m alone and single and thus can’t stay home alone… because that’s just sad, right? 

In Charleston this past weekend we were dancing at some bar surrounded by people at some ridiculous hour and I had this overwhelming feeling that there was no one waiting for me at home the next day.  Flights were getting canceled everywhere due to the snowstorm, and I just had this overwhelming sense that it didn’t matter if my flight got canceled. Nobody was waiting for me. Nobody is ever waiting for me.  For better or worse, I put a lot of stock in that. 

And this past year… it was a good one. It really was.

For starters, I moved to New York City.  

And more than that, I started to build a real-life for myself here.  It’s been a rollercoaster of ups and downs, but since I was 18 I’ve never taken any money from my parents, and I think it’s important that I stop to reflect that although I’m super single, I’ve created the best life (a good life) for myself alone.  A life that if I don’t meet anyone in, I will be content living in (at least for the time being). 

I traveled a lot this past year. 39 flights to be exact. Some places for work, but mostly to see places and explore.  I went camping alone in the wilderness with bears. That was kinda crazy. Like, I can’t believe I actually did that. And I got over my obsession with my weight and stopped blaming it for things (ie. being single).  

This birthday also marks the eleventh year of writing on this blog. ELEVEN. I can’t believe I’ve written in this space for so long. I wonder if this is officially a hobby of mine?  I’ve been pretty bad at keeping it up to date, but I like this trusty side-kick of mine and am thankful for the few folks out there still reading. 

I guess that’s it. There’s no poetic end. No hopeful goal setting. Just the sound of the clock ticking closer to midnight, and me hoping I wake up on Dec 4th. 

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[violadvis]

THIRTEEN (2003) dir. Catherine Hardwicke

[kittykat112118]

It’s not the guy who determines whether you’re a sports fish or a keeper — it’s you.

[quotemadness]

“Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best you can do is know yourself… know what you want.”

— Janet Fitch

[quotemadness]

“One of the most satisfying experiences I know is just fully to appreciate an individual in the same way I appreciate a sunset. When I look at a sunset … I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a little on the right hand corner, and put a bit more purple in the cloud color” … I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch it with awe as it unfolds. It is this receptive, open attitude which is necessary to truly perceive something as it is.”

— Carl Rogers

[motivational]

If you can’t do anything about it then let it go. Don’t be a prisoner to things you can’t change. -Tony Gaskins

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[kittykat112118]

You deserve someone who would jump over fences to be with you, NOT someone who is on the fence about being with you.

[carol-danverse]

Peaky Blinders | Thomas Shelby in every episode  → 3.04