I like round cups. Mid Century design. Bloody Marys with pickle juice. Color. I don’t like feeling like a joyless zombie. I don’t like being unable to tell the difference between anxiety and poop. I don’t like the feeling of pointlessness that creeps in when I let it. I am a creature of aesthetic. I like it when… Read more →
Category: esteemyourselfie
Self Esteem, You Elusive Bitch.
Where do you get your self esteem from? Someone asked me that question recently and i couldn’t answer it. I had nothing. It’s no secret that my brain doesn’t play very nice. My ability to enjoy life has ebbed and flowed over the past few years, and today, right now, lately, it’s been in an ebb. So in an effort… Read more →