I don’t think I realized just how much a baggy shirt hoodie combo does for me
Like fuck I looked SO masc today. The mullet was 😙🤌 the layers were 😙🤌 the eye bags were 😙🤌
Like genuinely I think I could have probably passed to some people wtffffff
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I don’t think I realized just how much a baggy shirt hoodie combo does for me
Like fuck I looked SO masc today. The mullet was 😙🤌 the layers were 😙🤌 the eye bags were 😙🤌
Like genuinely I think I could have probably passed to some people wtffffff
A collection of thoughts since it’s almost 3am; I’m up; a rebel for not sleeping because I’m not tired, but in fact, restless, at the moment; and because I’ve failed to keep up with writing my blah, blah, blahs because I’m so indulged and intertwined with social media and my mental state:
- I’m taking a Driver’s Education class (again). Not fun when you’re over 25 and you gotta sit with teenagers in a classroom for 3 hours. With that being said, I’m on crunch time to get my license because my permit will expire in the next 8 months. Procrastination, anxiety, not having anyone to teach me how to drive (who exudes patience), and the lack of funds to get driving lessons at driving schools have held me up tremendously. Thank god I only need 14 hours of behind-the-wheel driving in order to qualify to take the driving test. (Pretty sure I’ve had 14 hours of driving experience once upon a time, but I need to gear up again to get consistent driving lessons leading up to taking my driving test.)
- I’ve been joining film workshops in Baltimore to get filmmaking experience. Glad to say I’ll be taking up another one in September. This will be my third one.
- With that being said, I gotta find another job that focuses on even a small aspect of film. The casino I work at is not making the cut anymore. Been there for 3 years and almost 2 months. I’ve outgrown it and I’m starting to regret some of the decisions I’ve made while working there. I need to NOT see most of the people I work with ever again.
- Anxiety, anxiety anxiety. Trying to focus on not feeling like I’m going to die from it or something else. Deep-rooted troubles.
- I finally went back to two of the crystals stores in Maryland that I love. Bought assorted, scented candles that all serve a specific purpose and some sage from a crystal store in Baltimore. Bought two Labradorites that my little Libra mind could not come to a decision on between the two along with a crystal book called ‘101 Power Crystals’ by Judy Hall from the other crystal store in Laurel. That book is love by the way.
And I think that’s all I got.
After 3am moment *grumble grumble* baby *grumble grumble* 3am *grumble grumble* tired
Why when people queue stuff do they have some kind of cutesy, punny tag that says it's been queued? What is the function of this? Should I be doing this? Am I doing Tumblr wrong?
//okay, but for real, bed is a thing that should happen. Good night, good night, parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night til it be ‘morrow...
it’s 3:47am and i’m still thinking of you
t.g.d. // after 3am
I wonder
Sometimes, I wonder if it was ok to delete all those poems about you. I wish I remembered, but I don't. But I liked them, but they made me cry. Sometimes, I wonder if I would write about you again. Sometimes, I don't feel anything. Sometimes, I wonder.
3:15am. Watching White Chicks and sewing my finals. Life.