This, my friends, is a drawer that is not filled with coffee. These are dark times we live in, dark times.
Just, I realized it’s all in me head. I’m no longer going to play the victim.
So today I realized something about myself…well, mostly I recognized how I can allow a concept to truly take over my being.
It started when my roommate’s girlfriend was watching Gossip Girl this morning on Netflix. I was watching it with her cause it’s a little bit addicting. I don’t know what season b it’s when Blair gets expelled from the preparatory school for posting on the website something about a teacher-student relationship. And then she kinda goes crazy. The story goes on and there’s then a scene of Chuck drinking alone and Serina walks in and he says to here that he’s losing her (Blair). Then she says that Blair is just…that she had a plan and it didn’t work out and she doesn’t know what comes next. That in order to keep her, all Chuck needed to do was to make her feel secure.
Blair’s little crazy episode describes me perfectly these past few months…but I’ve got nothing to make me feel secure. But today, I realized that it’s my responsibility to make myself feel secure. I just never thought of it that way, that’s all. Good day, I think.
What this picture doesn’t tell you is that it’s fucking warm out
So we did this; Friday night spent right! #AndBaconStripsAndBaconStrips #epicmealtime
Lord Nelson’s final letter to Lady Hamilton, found atop his desk