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I just have to remind myself that everything will be okay. This phase in my life will pass and everything happens for a reason. It hurts now, but it won’t later. This happened for a reason, you just don’t know what it is yet.
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To put it out into the void:
I’m not okay.
I know I will be one day, but I’m just not okay. I don’t want pity, I don’t want advice. I just want someone to listen.
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I just want to fucking make out with someone.
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I’ve been watching a lot of tarot card readings lately. And I’ve learned a lot of things. About myself and about readings.
I think I believe somethings with the cards, and I don’t believe others. I feel like I’ve always been able to tell, or I have been able to see what’s true and what’s random.
I’ve read cards that have told me what spiritual “powers” I have, and I completely believe them. I’ve always had a funny thing about how people feel or the future. I wish I could explain myself further, but I don’t think I can.
Something I continuously keep seeing come up is my love life, and who’s going to be in it. I keep getting the same cards, over and over. And it gives me a lot of hope. Do I feel like they are real? Yes actually. I do.
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I have a crush on someone who doesn’t even know I exist.
I wish there was a different word, other than crush. I can’t seem to find another phrase or description for how I feel.
I hope for the day I can have a chance at finding them and proving I can be someone for them.
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I feel like I have no friends. I put out so much of myself to these people I trust and all they do is take. Even my best friend, all she does is take. My roommate, take.
Someone may say I’m being too emotional, but I’m just exhausted from giving so much and getting nothing in return. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll make better friends this year.
Maybe I’ll have a boyfriend and some new friends. I’m just so tired.
I have no idea where I’m going with this blog, so if you genuinely relate to this content, I guess give me a follow. Or message me. Maybe I’ll post my emotional drawings on here.
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It’s hard to get presents for people when you don’t feel motivated to do so. It almost feels like I don’t know people anymore.
And especially when you go to sleep on a holiday and imagine what your life is like with a partner.
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I want to be considered beautiful. I’m in the “prime of my life” and I don’t feel beautiful. And. It’s sad.
I don’t need a man to tell me I am, but I’ve never had someone like that. Never had a guy have a crush on me, I’ve never dated anyone.
I’ve never kissed anyone, I’m still a virgin. I just. I feel left out. Maybe. Just maybe I’ll meet someone this year. I have hope.
I’m hoping it’s the man I’ve been wishing for.
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