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I probably can't post the next part for a hot second so I may as well post the first part now
i’m feeling conflicted. My SO really is planning a big future for us together and i know i’m supposed to be excited and yay! but like, I can’t picture myself with them. It’s not that I don’t love them or anything, I just can’t picture my life with them. Instead I picture my best friend (honestly we need stronger words). Like, maybe its that my SO is younger and I’m almost an adult? (BEFORE YALL FREAK THEY ARE ONLY 3 YEARS YOUNGER AND we are prolly gonna break up soon...) That my bff is the same age? Mayb its because my friend and I have known each other longer. But i think about the future and I see me and my best bro just vibing with like, weird ass animals and like, just vibing? Like even married who the fuck knows. Queer plantonic relationships are wack. Like I feel bad because I just don’t see myself with my SO, i see my self with my best bud.
Haha looping a song talking about fearing the future and not knowing what to do with your life ‘cause you feel the same? Yes. Very much.
What if I took one of those early college courses so I graduate with credit or whatever they’re called?
“Aren’t you a pretty thing?” GARRY TO EMMA
Emma froze as she sat at the counter at Granny’s. From her angle she couldn’t see his face, but she didn’t need to, she knew exactly who that voice belonged to. Turning to confirm her thoughts she looked into the face of her ex, Henry’s father. “Garry” she blankly greeted. She didn’t know how else to react, he left her ten years ago to rot in jail after getting her pregnant. She’d had to endure years of therapy whilst raising Henry in order to overcome his betrayal. She thought she was free of him, had built a life, a happy one at that, without him. Her son’s face suddenly plagued her mind, she couldn’t let Garry near him, his father was dead as far as he knew, and she wanted to keep it that way. “You- you can’t be here” she stuttered, edging off her seat away from him.
I need some time figuring stuff out for myself. Doubts about where my happiness truly lies are starting to grow lately at quite a surprisingly quick rate. Posted about this before but it’s a more serious thing than I thought. I just can’t settle for what my college degree offers job-wise, as much as I love going to college and most of the courses and the people. Planned on going away to the woods to get some mental peace tomorrow but realized I have an important hour of college so I need to postpone my hike. But I have discussed these doubts and feelings of being stuck like a rusted nail in an old wall with friends/people at school and they valided this and agreed I have more to offer and my talents lie somewhere else. As good as my grades are (averages of A’s and B’s), because that isn’t the problem at all. Neither am I really demotivated. However, I just can’t stand not putting my talents to a use and not being at my full potential. Thinking of trying to publish a collection of poems or a small book over summer or starting some kind of art project. I need to unchain myself, find out my true calling. Because I’m not going to find it between the suffocating walls of a museum for the rest of my forsaken life. I want to breathe, to contribute to the world, I want to interact with people and love endlessly, I want to live, damnit. I want to live.
just thought dumping
these are just some random romantic thoughts im having its whatever
doing the freelance thing in chicago.