amandanoname

My first week of all my newness has come to an end.

Overall I will call it a success.

I love school. I loved my choices in outings. My house is much cleaner and more organized (in most places) I love school. I started a new diary. (nikki sixxing that bitch like whaaaat?) Patched up some gaping holes in my brain. Had so much fun with Tanner. Made some good plans. Feel moved on and healed from a couple of my demons. Learned a lot about me to be honest.

One thing that does bother me a bit is that its Sunday night and I am so excited about all this, but I am here alone with no one to watch my progress or be excited with me. That’s the serial dater in me. I wish I was happier to be single. There are parts of me that really need this space and time for just me, but, my dear tumblr friends…I am lonely. It feels kind of empty.

I shouldn’t spend so much time by myself because my lunacy starts to show too much. Reality starts to blur. My brain, which is my biggest asset as well as my biggest downfall, starts playing games with me. I also notice that I start to feel it physically. Ugh.

Fuck it. I need this. I’ll have more to offer someone else when I figure out my of myself…

But for real I wouldn’t mind a cute boy to buy me flowers or somethin.