#journals.

[carfuckerlynch]

guys should i sign up for a crafts market on my birthday. what do we think.

[threadlockedtangent]

there is little time left.

[eggwhiteswithspinach]

damn, dumping that into a journal really helped.

[witchetings]

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[witchetings]

my favorite things

the way it feels in a bath with soft music playing in the dark

the way people smell different after you haven’t seen them for a long time

the way a candle flickers as it builds itself up to come to life

[punkwriting]

A girl. We’re going to have a baby girl. I’m going to have a baby girl. With Awsten, my boyfriend. That is still the weirdest sentence to me. This whole thing is still weird to me. Mostly because I feel like I’m alone now. I mean, I’m not, I have Awsten, but that might be it at this point. I haven’t talked to Peyton in a few days, which hasn’t happened since we were in high school, and I would rather do anything than talk to my parents at this point. It’s not like they want to talk to me, anyway.

Whatever, I’m just over the parent situation. I’m trying to focus on the positives. Like the fact that we’re having a baby girl!!! I still can’t believe it. Awsten was so happy. Can’t believe that either. I’m happy too, this is just… a lot to process still. We’re going to have a little baby girl in a few months. There’s still so much to figure out, and it’s so hard for me to wrap my head around. Names(we haven’t talked, but I like Mollie, Ruby, Athena, and there’s probably more, but that’s all I can remember), our living situation, what the heck I’m going to do when he goes on tour. So many things.

That’s why I’m just trying to focus on the good things. I have a boyfriend, I’m pregnant, I think we’re basically living together at this point, and I’m really the happiest I’ve been in a long time. It’s almost all too much. Which is both a good thing, and a bad thing. If you asked me at the beginning of this year, hell even 2 months ago, where my life would be, never would I have said anything close to this.

[propertyofpresleyrae-blog]

december 16, 2017

Where the hell am I? I don’t remember coming here, but at the same time, I know things. I know where I live. I know where I work. I know that I have a dog, a cat, and a fish tank. But I feel like something’s missing. Something’s not quite right...