#cravingattention

[good-bi20]

Late night thoughts

I crave attention from the people around me, always wanting more, but they all seem to busy in their own lives to think about mine. They don't care about the fact that I got my nails painted. They don't care that I got a new dress, new ring, or new shoes. People are too wrapped up in their own worlds to pay attention to the people around them. This is a flaw because you get to know people better when you focus on the little things. Oh, you got new shoes. I love them. Oh you got your hair cut? It looks so good on you. These things shows that you truly appreciate the little decisions in peoples lives, which is a reflection of them. Choices are what define me. Anyway, this is just a 3am ramble, and the moral is: I want someone to truly focus on me like I focus on them. It's exhausting putting in more effort than people give, but that's the cruel reality of our world; people are selfish.

[cmi-miu]

Craving attention or doing something solely for attention isn’t an issue with the person doing it. It’s merely because the people around them tend to only pay attention when they’re past the point of help. So let’s try to pay attention to the ones around us every once in a while. Let’s give them enough confidence in their being that they don’t feel the need to make us aware of their presence. #attention #attentionwhore #cravingattention #poetry #poem #writing #reading #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #poetsofindia #writersofindia #poetrypageofficial #atticuspoetry #rupikaurpoetry #nikitagill #writers #givelove #givemeattention https://www.instagram.com/p/BpgVtZRgxAE/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jujgeox8ysu1

[philoslothopher]

One day I will wake up 50 pounds lighter, 50 pounds healthier. I will breathe out the carbon monoxide coating my lungs, the poison that made breathing a laborious job. I will celebrate eradicating the cancer that made its home in my brain, my blood, my whole body. Broken bones will have finally healed; I stand on my feet with no resentment of those to whom it came easy. I will put on glasses with my proper prescription and learn that I do not look as sick as I thought. This day will be beautiful. I am beautiful. I will wake from my groggy, anesthetized state to friends, family, support, and love. I will realize that though I could not see it, it has been there all along. It will be a great unveiling, it will be a baby born again. I will bring the scissors to cut the ribbon at my grand reopening because I made it. I am finally healthy. Though it has not been quick or smooth. There is strength in patience, in waking up even when you do not want to. There is dedication in wellness, in trying every doctor, medication, treatment plan, or home remedy to get your body to stop trying to kill itself. And there is hope. Hope in sunshine, laughter, stranger’s smiles, hugs, Halloween, dogs, in anything you deem worthy enough to have meaning. There will be a day you take your health seriously; this will be when it pays off. Maybe not today, but one day, you will stay alive and mean it.

Mental wellness as physical wellness

[mrthighs-fries]

Ideally.

All I want to do is eat a shit ton of sushi, drink a good amount of Jack Daniels while she cuddles against my thigh and plays with my balls. She gotta be drinking with me too. Get a nice little buzz, shit get drunk with a nigga. Smoke a blunt, shotguns the whole time. The good ones where you kiss and blow the smoke into their lungs not that wack hand contraption niggas make. Then have sex. Not just any sex. That fuck me like you hate me sex. Bite me, hickeys, for the love of god dig those nails all in my back. I'll pull your hair, slap your ass while you get deep stroked. We can even use toys. Cock ring, your vibrator, whatever I'm with it. When we finish you gotta keep rubbing my balls til one of us fall asleep. There will be one more blunt smoked and some shots will be taken. After all is said done I'm going to cuddle the fuck out of you. Idc if it's hot and we sweating, shit we gon sweat together. Is that too much to ask for?

[mamachels22-blog]

kids head vs. the wall

So Kenny received a text from his ex-wife saying that Aiden had gotten into trouble at the camp she has him in. Aiden had apparently bounced a kid's head off a wall. Of course, she didn't tell us why he did it.

When you find out that one of your kids has been acting out, it concerns you. I have my theories on why Aiden has been misbehaving. One theory is that he doesn't like being far away from Kenny. Kenny is the only one who seems to understand Aiden and how he works. I should mention that Aiden may possibly be on the Autism spectrum. He has some of the clinical manifestations seen in Autistic children.

My second theory is all the change Aiden has seen in the last year. Aiden first stopped seeing Bella everyday. Liz took her away when she discovered Kenny was actually in love with me. Then I moved into the townhouse with him and Kenny. Next, Liz left without so much as a how do you do. Thirdly, I gave birth to Ellie. Even though he has made the transition into being an older sibling. However, introducing a new child into the world of a child could be upsetting. Aiden did handle it like a champ. We didn't have many outbursts of anger. He gave so much love and attention to Ellie.

The fourth part of my theory, Aiden had to go spend time with his mother and Jess, her girlfriend. Aiden has a deep disliking for Jess because she is mean to him. On top of that, Liz had given birth to Charlee. Going to into the family structure he had known and having it changed is upsetting. That and Kenny isn't there. So much change for his has led to his acting out.

I know that once he is back in his house, with his stable environment, he will go back to normal. I miss him so much and he just needs to be home.

[fantasiarenee]

One day, you're gonna wake up, and you're gonna regret making me feel like shit every single damn day. I'm your daughter. I'm not just some play toy that you can teach to do all your dirty little tricks and then put away until you can find a better use for. I'M YOUR DAUGHTER! Maybe, someday soon, you'll treat me like it.

[bootang-clan]

It would be nice to get a little attention from a boy.