If This Isn't My Life, I Don't Know What Is.

If this isn't my life, I don't know what is.

“I like sleep. My life has a tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?”

— Ernest Hemingway

11. :)

I like warm weather. Not hot weather but just warm enough that you can wear jeans and a hoodie or shorts and a t-shirt and be fine either way. It seems at least most people I talk to like cold weather and snow. Maybe there are more people like me than I realize, idk.

I'm breaking down...

I don't expect anyone to fix it but I'm freaking out and I don't know what to do anymore. I'm debating even if I should put this out there but I don't know what else to do...

Here we go again...

I don't know what to do. My triggers are going through the roof and I feel like I'm suffocating. I can't move out because I have no job because of the virus. So basically I'm stuck here and meanwhile things are getting worse by the minute... So yeah.

I miss cuddling with my ear on a guy's heart (or his on mine) just talking and enjoying each other's presence.

I don’t know about you― but, this is very true for me. When your heart lines up just right with someone else’s.🤤