Chosen Child

[woodmeat]

[yesterdaysprint]

Des Moines Tribune, Iowa, December 20, 1928

[enraged-chihuahua]

oh honey it just got relevant again

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outfit details @ elie saab spring 2020 couture

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[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

She is destroying herself somehow, she is without protection, alone and fragile. The expression on her face which overrules all the others is one of pleading. Pleading, FEEL. FEEL. All her acting demands feel, feel. What she acts she is. Because she is vulnerable she is constantly hurt.

Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 3: 1939-1944 (via bunnyclub)

[lactaint]

I quite like this.

I like blogging a lot more than writing in my journal, where no one will see it. I have to  take a shower now. It’s 6pm, but it doesn’t really matter anymore. The only thing that’s bounding me to time is the deadlines that I have to meet. meat.

[lactaint]

I’m drifting

I don’t know what the future has to hold, but it seems I’m trapped or caught in the pilot episode of a kids’ show every day of my life. I can’t count the number of times I’ve said to myself, “Well, this is it, a new town, with new possibilities!”. But that’s okay, I like traveling and some people save their whole life to be able to travel, so I’m quite lucky. 

[lactaint]

Wow I forgot I had this blog

I’ve attempted to write in a journal, and not that those attempts were futile, by any means, but it’s a bit frustrating to not be able to jot down my thoughts as I’m thinking them. So, yes, today, of all days. We moved out of the house that we moved into yesterday due to mold. So, here we are, on the road again. I really should be doing homework, but so much has happened today that I feel I must catalog it. I’m currently filthy as hell. Maybe not as much as I feel, but I’m definitely dropping some kind of scent that says “road tripping.” Today would’ve been world more stressful without my edible, which I still have a remnant of. I took a little more just because my anxiety levels are high, and that’s not something I need at this time. After I finish my homework, I’m going to try to find a job. My mom wants to move to this Temecula area, so I might as well get started. I’ve only been writing for a minute or so, and already, I’m able to tell so much more in less time. Unfortunately, I’m unable to type without the internet because of this chromebook. Maybe one day I’ll post all of my writings into some sort of blog. We’ll see.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

[lactaint]

I keep trying to get high, but it’s not happening because I can’t stop falling asleep:( I bought my own medical marijuana license for Christmas because a girls gotta be her own sugar daddy in this world.  I started my own business recently, something I’ve always wanted to do. I’ve also been watching the hell out of the Anne of Green Gables series.  A lot to think about when I have the time.. Yesterday, I went to the wolf sanctuary and a Raven almost dropped a fleshy bone on my head. I’m not sure what that’s supposed to signify. Maybe I’ll know in the future.  I’ve been drawing again and it’s so bad.

It’s so bad. I won the art award out of everyone in my graduating class and my art rn is so bad. It’s ridiculously smug.  I woke up to a text from Jared, he wanted me to take his shift and I did and the little girls that eventually came back from lunch at the art camp ran up to me and hugged me. I was so pumped. Madelyn made me drawings that I hung up in my room with the other kids’. After my shift, it began to rain, which scratched my idea to skate home. I teach the wheel tomorrow:) A very funfun shift.  I also have a cavity in my tooth and a boy I’ve been talking with is upset because I didn’t call him. I’ve decided to shed all the many boys I’ve been talking to, because they’re all varying degrees of mediocre. I could also care less.  I’ve been eating so much since getting my med rec. It’s a nice, but I’m afraid I’ll get unhealthy. I probably needed it. I took 5 classes this semester and take adderall for my ADD, so I haven’t been getting much sleep or food and I suppose now, I’m just catching up.  Anyways, this is my first post. Bald babies are kinda gross, but I love them all.