I want to go to a bamboo forest and kick down trees with my shins.
I wonder if Kevin’s girlfriend knew that he would take care of her cats after she died 🤔🤔
It’s also strange how we romanticize bad scenarios after they’re over .
Talk like it was just the greatest thing in the world.
Or that that person we’ve separated from was so magical and so wonderful.
You forget about the hurt and the ugliness that comes from two incomplete people being entrenched in a failing relationship.
It gets really sad.
And it wounds like nothing else I’ve ever known.
No sob story.
But if you’re supposed to speak from a place of experience, no stranger to that.
And try to keep yourself from looking back on it with rose-colored glasses.
I don’t wish she would have died, but the relationship was over, and it was a mess, and it was unhealthy, and it was destructive, and there was the whole balance of power, and there was all the psychological warfare.
Something that starts out so pure and so well intentioned, it,, it just turns into this monster.
And that’s why psychology is such a fascinating ingredient.
In terms of how people interact, in terms of how a person views reality,
It is overwhelmingly bizarre.
Very intense.
Whatever you have to do to keep a grip on your inner self, you should do that.
(conjure up an alter ego?)
If you need to.
Whatever you need to do.
Know that it’s all tied to your inner child.
Be very cautious but try not to become dead inside.
(I feel where I can)
Aye.
Fucking cat is healed God damnit. Took care of that shit.
Handled it 💪💪💪
(It was Bloodsport, not Lionheart)
I knew it was one of those movies that I saw at a friend’s house.
The type of material that we weren’t allowed to watch.
Van Damme, out there beating everybody up.
I’m going to take a shower, then I’m going to start working on these pedals ❤️❤️
And that’s happiness.
—
Sry about the language.
I was listening to hype music and I was feeling hype.
Which is a cool way to feel.
You should still probably watch your mouth.
(in the real world,not in diary land)
Diary land of diarrhea.
No rules is the idea.
I lost sight of it, but I’ll find it.
dawn 