Don’t worry about me, I don’t need the judgement.

He’s too good to be true.

Friday, July 18, 2014; between the times of 9:45 pm and 10:45 pm.

Feeling U, Feeling Me - Alicia Keys

Please give me a sign.

I’m fucking fuming right now! I’m so pissed that my heart won’t let this shitty crush on you go. It’s a fucking waste of my emotions, and my head and every other realistic fibre of my being knows it. I hate it. I it hate so damn much. There are other people I should be able to let in and feel for - god knows they don’t come around often enough for me to not give them a chance. But no, I have to be stuck on you, YOU. You who doesn’t care, and will never care about me like this. This isn’t some “friend-zoning” type shit, this is just “you’re not what I’m looking for” and I know that, but it won’t go AWAY. And I’m fuming, just fuming.

I’m fucking fuming right now! I’m so pissed that my heart won’t let this shitty crush on you go. It’s a fucking waste of my emotions, and my head and every other realistic fibre of my being knows it. I hate it. I it hate so damn much. There are other people I should be able to let in and feel for - god knows they don’t come around often enough for me to not give them a chance. But no, I have to be stuck on you, YOU. You who doesn’t care, and will never care about me like this. This isn’t some “friend-zoning” type shit, this is just “you’re not what I’m looking for” and I know that, but it won’t go AWAY. And I’m fuming, just fuming.

I want to feel the emotions being portrayed in the works of art I’m watching. I want to touch someone as delicately, roughly, lovingly, and lively the way they touch each other. I want to gaze into the eyes of someone that allows me to see their soul, and for them to see the depths of mine.

Watching So You Think You Can Dance and I want to cry. I can’t possibly bear watching 1 more hour of this show with all the lovesick feelings I have in my heart and thoughts swirling around in my head.

All registered for my classes! I’m officially a Uni student again!!!

I have to get ready for my Uni orientation but I’ve been on blackgirlwhiteboylove for the past 30 min with a huge stupid ass grin on my damn face.
😳that blog gives me ALL the damn feels I can’t handle it!

Ughhhhh….

I have LITERALLY been scrolling for the past 15 min trying to reblog curvy ladies and body posi posts because I need to see that this morning, and my dash has been SO letting me down.
Can you guys recommend your favourite blogs, because clearly I need to follow more! Please?

Sometimes I REALLY hate iMessage. Because I can see that you saw my message like 2 hrs ago and didn’t respond. It’s just rude. Especially when you made it seem like you were into me.
Humph.

Roughhh gap appreciation doodles!
I haven’t drawn in so long. I had an urge today, sat on my porch swing, in lovely weather, and drew the huge tree in my backyard. It felt so calming, the wind blowing and my music playing beside me. This is super rough, but I’m quite happy with it; contours and portraits with graphite were always my favourite. 
I had such a passion for creating artwork, and when I enrolled in an art program it all got sucked right out of me. That was nearly 4 years ago, and I haven’t drawn the same way since.
My drawing muscles are weak, but the feeling of freedom as my pencil moved across the paper was strong. I miss it.

Straddle me
Leave scratches down my back
And bites along my neck and inner thighs
Crave me

Like I you