you know, my tumblr sounds sad a lot.
I’m really not.
I just don’t usually write down when I’m happy.
I like taking naps with mark, that makes me happy. and thanksgiving with him, and everything with him.
death has surrounded me lately.
my hamster died. mark’s dad’s dog bailey died. keith’s dog died. everyone wants to look at pictures of steven lately.
everyone’s dying.
I don’t like this.
I miss my hamster a lot. sometimes I want to cry more but I can’t, because it was just a hamster.
things that are making me happy.
henna, history, money, ren faire, metaphysical poetry, relaxation, napping, side bangs, glitter eyeliner, pearls, tea, snuggies, my hamster’s weight gain, reality, fantasy, and magic.
My beautiful girl, my wonderful, confused and sad girl, just be happy. You deserve to be.
This is beautiful, and true.
I want to leave and go to someplace entirely new, have nothing but my cash, my hamster, and my boy. maybe some stationary, too. and I want to delete my facebook and my friends and my past life and maybe start over as someone worth knowing.
I’m kind of in love with this sparkly and bright red beret. And considering it’s less than $5 I think I might give it a try. Why not? Right?
I bought the black one last week! True story. So far I’ve only worn it around the house, but it makes me feel fabulous…so that’s all that matters.
Side note - does anyone have any tips how on earth one keeps such a hat on one’s head? (Mine keeps popping off…which is why I haven’t left the house in it yet).
bobby pins! that’s what I use for mine.
I am losing myself in a world of pink, ruffles, and fantasy
and quite frankly, I like it better that way
I’m getting really sick of being here.
I wonder why.
It’s like I only like parts of it now a days.
