Just skimming over the titles of old journals makes me mourn my old self. I'm so... subdued now. I used to be so crazy and happy all the time. I mean, I'm not saying the person I used to be is necessarily better than who I am today, but I definitely miss being that happy for no reason. Is that what it means to be an adult? To just be serious all the time and settle into a mindset of stress and lowered expectation? Ugh, I'm depressing myself. That wasn't the point. The point was... Um... I wish I was even half as randomly happy and excitable as I used to be. I'm much too stressed out these days.

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"The less I preach, the more likely I am to be heard."- Alan Watts
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Tell me what you'd like for your prize!
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Daddy says 'i love you' with his belt.
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My wit gets carried away sometimes and runs into things
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-Sylvia,
Pseudoartist
I wish you a merry International Women's Day !
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Daddy says 'i love you' with his belt.
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Daddy says 'i love you' with his belt.
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