#armsdiary

[softredsky]

diary 2

oh my god. i just woke up so i aint gonna be eloquent but here goes

ok first order of business: I was gone for a whole month. i KNEW it ok. I was like DON’T FORGET YOU HAVE THERAPEUTIC BLOGGING TO DO... and i fuckin forgot! 

second: i’m 17 now. woooooo! cool!

third: I GOT TWO NOTES ON MY LAST POST AND I AM ABSOLUTELY THRILLED

fourth: I HAVE ONE FOLLOWER HIII HOW ARE YOU

fifth: i haven’t been in a ghost mood since i was last posting about it. like, I’ve been sad and tired but not ghosty. i was a little ghosty two nights ago but i napped and that fixed it. this is so interesting. the brain is absolutely insane. i hope maybe i’ll remember to come back so i can track my ghost mood and find out why it happens. 

ok. end of diary. im so sleepy. this post has little to no significance/entertainment value im sorry

[softredsky]

diary 1

here’s the plan

I’m going to use this blog as my creative outlet. it’s likely no one will ever see this. that’s alright. this is for me. 

I’ll tag my moods so I can see how my voice changes depending on how I’m feeling. I think it’ll be cool to see how I change artistically in different states of mind. 

I’m sixteen. I’m almost seventeen. so my moods are different than an adult’s. I used to be fine mood-wise, but recently I’m all over the place, and I don’t know what is to blame. is it my menstrual cycle? is it the planets? is it my family? is it my friends? is it just inside my head? 

I hope I can keep this diary up. I like things new and fresh, and I’m worried this will grow old quickly. I just want to be able to commit. it’ll probably help if I change the design of my blog often. 

I don’t know why, but this feels more satisfying than just writing stuff and leaving it. sending words into the void is more therapeutic. that’s probably because there’s a chance I’ll be heard, and I like that. I don’t want to be heard by everyone, though. the chance I’ll be heard is small, and I like that.

by the way, I’m really bad at using Oxford commas. if my writing doesn’t make sense, that’s why.

... I still need to figure tumblr out. be back soon.