Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment—their body is alive, there’s a light in their eyes, something—that makes you think, “I just really love you.” It’s a weird sensation to think this, but it’s pretty awesome that we can feel this way about another being.
jfc that’s a lot of questions (i’m assuming they’re questions from my previous post)
anyway ty kind person for sending this :)) x x
buying lots of cassette tapes so i can put them all on one of my bedroom walls
some are so expensive though
I wish I could be in a band and help people through music, like so many bands have helped me.
Recording a cover for youtube today for the first time.
I can’t decide what song to do though.
I might record one of my own songs I wrote but idk.
Over the summer holidays I’ve decided to paint my bedroom walls white and then on 3 of the walls put all my posters up and the other wall I’m going to write lyrics, quotes, drawings etc or and make it one big art work thing. I also want to get loads of old records and stick them on my wall. I’m not sure yet.
Wow okay, I’ve just written 2 and a bit pages on dying and death in general and my god, it was deep.
So I was up again till a ridiculous time in the morning writing and writing some more so thought I’d post a bit of it because I can. It’s not great, but oh well. It’s something.
We all feel as if we have a purpose in this universe otherwise there would be no point in living, right? But nothing has a purpose here, it’s simply chance. We’re only here because of evolution. The sun doesn’t shine for us. It was just the small and very lucky chance that we were put next to a star allowing us to live. I am nothing on this minute planet, in this large solar system, this vast galaxy and in this ever expanding universe. We’re nothing compared to the universe. We’re so insignificant. We have no purpose other than to be born, to live a little, then we die and we are forgotten. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t stop enjoying life, we can create our own purpose in our lifetime, no matter how short it is.
I’m shattered once again because I spent most of last night writing random shit.
So Lauren and Emma thought it would be funny to wax part of my leg today.
It hurt so much.
I need new friends.
me and ryan have been on the phone for the past 2 hours talking mostly about kittens and what it would be like to travel around america together.
safe to say one of the best conversations i’ve had with him.
well, all our conversations are the best.
Hm, okay. Don’t worry, I like these type of things.
† - Religious Views? Well, I’m Christian, but I seldom go to church. I don’t really have much to say on that..idk.
☼ - Who makes you the happiest? Probably Ryan.
+ - What calms you down the most? Reading, most probably, or my cat. My cat is calming - kinda.
♥ - Ever fallen in love? I’m not sure, maybe I have..
¶ - Who do you miss the most? Probably my brother.
§ - Have you attempted suicide? um.
! - Share a secret? um. I don’t know. I don’t have many secrets.. Maybe that could be my secret, that I don’t have many secrets, if that counts? Idk okay.
Sorry my answers are so boring. but yeah. okay. cool. :-)
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.