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think my dog got contact high oop-
millennials are reliving their childhoods in our 30s and it’s actually cool to be a nerd.
are we all collectively healing our inner child?
maybe we all want to go back to the easier times where the biggest thing was high school musical and everyone found out who hannah montana really was.
he got fucked up again
trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.
How overindulging and excessive empowering of your child creates selfishly vile humans.
There is a difference between gassing your kid up, thinking they can do no wrong and that they’re on top of the world vs. humbling your child and showing them that they’re not perfect and that’s okay.
i wrote diaries and journals before. i would come across them and read them randomly. but why would i destroy it all?
i always deleted my old web pages or diaries and rip up all my journals to leave no trace of my old thoughts. some people saved those throughout their life, but i always chose to get rid of mine. why?
does anyone else think that those born with downs syndrome were brought to this world to be these little angels of pure joy rather than a chromosomal “mutation” ?
i’m starting to think that the “normal” people are the ones that are mutating.
i’m glad that the ones disconnected from pop culture and sucked into the media are realizing that they are meant to stand out in a crowd of everyone that looks the same.
i miss when things were simple and humans didn’t feel like they need to show off to claim a status in society. everything is recycled but has a new name and everything now derived from something that was already created.
i guess i wasn’t as empathetic as i thought
we’re learning the true insides of my mind thinking that i was something because i believed i was a “good” person with good attributes
more analysis
the pillow my head is on is really uncomfortable and i am aware of that 100% and won’t stop thinking it but i won’t do anything about it
am i just lazy or is there a different term or explanation for my patterns of behavior
i think i’m slowly digging deeper within myself and really allowing myself to fix the traits i don’t like about myself
idk.
do you think that the reason why i forget things right away
is because of low capacity in the brain
could being under stimulated correlate to forgetting a lot
or something boost your brain power
brain exercises maybe. more mental work
is my brain already full that nothing new would stick in my brain
need a therapist
maybe in person therapist?
idk why i’m so afraid of the outside world
but also have no interest in what’s going on around me
is that a sign from something traumatic?
where has my drive gone
no motivation
nothing to look forward to
but still would rather not go out into the world and be miserable at home rotting away
why is my mind so closed off
there’s a pull and energy that is
it’s like my body is pulling me and intends to do the task but my brain completely blocks it. in the back of my head all day is how i “should” go do it instead of doing nothing but still won’t go and do it
i know i need to, but it’s so easy to give in and do nothing all day
why is everything considered a “fetish” these days?
it’s just another way to over-sexualize every thing and every one.
isn't it funny
ever since i was teen i knew i wanted to do hair as my profession. well, i graduated high school, moved out to santa barbara for a year, went so cosmetology school, then moved back home and started my first job ever, in a salon.
i loved it, until i didnt. working in a salon and the type of clientele i had is what i didnt love. doing hair, cutting and creating different styles just by cutting hair to fall into a unique style, or coloring a whole head of hair from one color to another. theres a science and chemistry behind mixing chemicals and manipulating the structure of the hair strand, can chemically change the color of the hair.
i was never good at art. i cant draw and can imagine it in my head but cannot recreate it onto paper. i dont have the hands to draw. hair was like my canvas, where not every since line and detail had to be super concise with the strand right next to it.
lately ive been missing that kind of creativity. ive been sparking that interest in me that wants to do something crafty. i love being able to take my time and really sit and focus on that project, but life has been so busy that i always feel guilty when i'm fucking off and procrastinating or resting.
i’m trying so hard to get my mind right and really am trying all of my options and pushing some personal boundaries within myself to find what can motivate me again to push through this chapter in my ilfe.
maybe thats why ive been feeling like crafting lately. theres not enough time in my days where i could only focus on that one thing all day. when i was little and working on a project, no one would interupt me or take my attention away from it until i fully completed it. i think the reason behind my sudden spark of DIY. am i missing the times where i could do something, uninterupted, alone with just me and my thoughts? now thinking of it, it was nice to not have to talk to anyone or be bothered with shit i really couldnt bother ilstening to, but as an adult now you dont really get that kind of alone time.
home is where i am safe and home is where i can be my most authentic self. i pick my nose whenever i want. i can eat like a slob and no one is looking at me weird. its my personal dome. my bubble.
is that why i also hoard a lot of things? i always like having everything i could possibly need in the house. idk where this thought was going.
all i know if that i am really considering buying doll heads and hair colors because i really just miss working on hair. i went down a brad mondo and hair dresser reacts videos. i was reflecting the other night about how differently i would have done those client's hair if i went back but knew what i knew now. i have a lot more knowledge about how color and bleach really works. i was never patient in the coloring process because it always took so long, but if i could just do hair without there being a risk of ruining an actual person's hair and being able to essentially wing it to create something on the head.
idk. ~
juliette >> nickname jette
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— John D. Rockefeller
Are you a clean one room at a time person or are you one that cleans pieces of the room and slowly chips away at the messes?
it hasn’t been that great lately. I’m always going to put myself first and I’m sorry but if I don’t care, then I don’t care. I don’t need to be playing guessing games and trying to decode “clues”. give me the long story short without all the random bullshit. i cant understand what you’re saying if you’re raising your voice at me.