I draw a lot of people and it’s no problem but I notice when it comes to my stepbrother and stepsister it is a problem because I never ever know what color to use for there eyes. I guess the closest color is “blue” but its not like any blue you’re thinking of. It’s like dark dark dark blue. Like imagine blue and black and mixed up together. Every person with blue eyes that i’ve seen before has eyes that are light blue like the sky during the day but for some reason my stepbrother and stepsister have eyes that are blue like the sky during the night. Every person thinks at first that the two of them have brown eyes but you have to look close to see that it’s actually blue. i am actually jealous because my eyes are so boring in comparison.
I love my cat. Really, I do. He's so sweet and he's such a great cat. And I am so blessed to have him right now because he vanished for several months, and I only got him back because he still had his collar by the grace of God and some lady called me. My confession, though, is that I'm considering rehoming him. Despite his great qualities, this cat is trouble. He's very mischievous and clever, and he's constantly getting into the dog's food. And now he's started getting into our food. I try to keep him contained downstairs because my family is allergic to him, but he keeps finding ways to escape upstairs and go on a feeding frenzy. It's pissing me off that I can't outsmart this cat. He keeps barging his way through the ghetto door setup with brute force, or leaping a good 10 feet over the top of it. I'm at my wits' end. I don't want to keep him crated all the time- I can't, even if I wanted to, because I can't afford to keep spending this much on laundry detergent and cleaning supplies to take care of his messes in the crate- but he can't keep getting upstairs. I love him and I'm so glad he's home, but he wasn't like this before. He used to be so well behaved. It's like he's a totally different cat :( And now I don't know if I can handle him. My various mental disorders make me unable to handle stress well, and this is stressing me out beyond belief. I just wonder if someone else out there is better suited to care for him than I am.
Yesterday I had a poop so big it wouldn't flush. I flushed twice and it just wouldn't go down. I probably could blame the low flow toilets, but that was honestly the King Kong of turds. One of those where my belly hurt so much before and instantly felt better. The janitor came in right after I left. I'm sorry Willy, I didn't know what to do. But I went back later and the out of order sign wasn't on the stall so it must've went down somehow. There were a couple of other girls who left the bathroom at the same time as me so hopefully he doesn't know which one of us left that surprise.
when i was 16, me and my cousin started hooking up. she used to come over to my house everyday . it started with us playing "wrestling" ..one thing lead to another .. the crazy part was that' i was a virgin, i lost my virginity to my cousin .we hooked up a few times, there was one moment we had around Christmas. she came over and got very drunk 😏 she couldnt hold back. she didnt care anymore and came into my room that night. we were so loud, im surprised we didnt get caught.. to be continued 😉
I hate randomly waking up after only a few hours of precious sleep, and despite trying, being unable to fall asleep again. I'm so exhausted that my head hurts, I feel like someone parked a car on my face. I'm tired. Why can't I sleep?
I grew up in the US and I hated it there. It's so hard to make friends.. for introverts... I'm always lonely and depressed and life is very demanding. When I moved in the Philippines, it was easy to connect with people "in person". Yeah the country can be unsafe, and can be damn humid but I love the people here. The people that I met somehow cured my depression. Yeah bad health care as well but I love it here! I love the food, the culture, events, and I can live by the limitations of that from the first world country. I dont really care what my parents think, I live my Filipino heritage and their social connection. Something considered awkward when I was in the US.
For me, fake breasts (if obviously fake) are as unattractive as a hairy men's chest. I don't find them sexy at all and I don't understand why so many men apparently do, why almost every porn star or Playboy cover girl has them. I don't say this to shame girls who have fake tits; they probably couldn't care less whether I personally like their breasts. It's just a mystery to me how anyone can.
I dont like sweets and I love the taste of veggies.. It's odd because sweets are naturally attractive to human taste and veggies aren't. I mean bitter taste are the best but sweets are pretty eww
I hate falling for a guy who is cold and bold... yet i was blind to his attitude. ..
I have a list of research, labs, volunteers, clubs, and class plans but really, my mind wants is to get treatment for my mental health. I wanna just be in a hospital and have a learning time for why im feeling crappy... metaphorically speaking, i feel like my strings are tied up to a hand clock that keeps moving and i have to be dragged along with it or else id be dragged onto an cemented ground and my ass just get bruised up. I dont know when to feel like those string are cut off or when doesthat time freezes while i take time to breath.... im fucking tired of life and the carried expectations i brought up to myself because i chose a career that i love yet super demanding... im happy at the same time im not.... mostly im empty and tired... what is life???