Lately, I find myself stuck in these nostalgic moods. Overwhelming sensations that make my heart burst out of my chest a little. And right now, all I can think about is how I wish so badly I could feel like a teenage girl again. I'm getting whiffs of this fluttery feeling, as if I am excited for something to happen and anxious to impress somebody...which actually makes sense when you understand where I am in life right now. Of course I would bloody miss and pine away for these giddy feelings.
#Theproblemwithbeinginalongdistancerelationship
Lately, I've been spending a copious amount of time at work drinking on the balcony. The summer air and the lazy sunsets are beautiful. I've also been spending a lot of time going out here and there, shopping, pampering, indulging...but I'm fucking sick of it all. It's not the same.
I just want to be able to feel those butterflies, as I'm getting ready to go out and see him. I want to feel tingly when he holds my hand and I want to be shy and nervous about the dates.
The parties, friends and living life like I'm single but not really single is a predictable, dull and tragic.
On a completely different note, last year I bought some fairy lights and set them up around my bed's headboard. Loved it, until my mum took them off without warning because it was 'bad feng shui'. They were apparently evil, spiky things that pointed down at me. So in a bid of frustration, I weaved them onto my window instead. Then I took some photos...of my room...and of me...................................................so lame.
Looking to get a new tattoo in Europe. 6 more months to go.
#Theproblemwithbeinginalongdistancerelationship
Lately, I've been spending a copious amount of time at work drinking on the balcony. The summer air and the lazy sunsets are beautiful. I've also been spending a lot of time going out here and there, shopping, pampering, indulging...but I'm fucking sick of it all. It's not the same.
I just want to be able to feel those butterflies, as I'm getting ready to go out and see him. I want to feel tingly when he holds my hand and I want to be shy and nervous about the dates.
The parties, friends and living life like I'm single but not really single is a predictable, dull and tragic.
On a completely different note, last year I bought some fairy lights and set them up around my bed's headboard. Loved it, until my mum took them off without warning because it was 'bad feng shui'. They were apparently evil, spiky things that pointed down at me. So in a bid of frustration, I weaved them onto my window instead. Then I took some photos...of my room...and of me...................................................so lame.
Looking to get a new tattoo in Europe. 6 more months to go.
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