I’m bored on the graveyard shift.
“I’m an adult” I whisper as I try not panic while I’m filling in all those forms that I don’t understand.
im not sure what i was expecting
I am ready for misty mornings, warm coffee, leggings, and oversized sweaters. I am ready for Autumn’s chilling hug and breezy embrace.
I’m trying hard to live by Cat Principles.
1- I am glorious above all things
2- Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, play when bored
3- Affection is given and received on my terms and only mine
4- Show displeasure clearly.
6- Demand the things you want. If they aren’t given, demand them again, but louder this time.
7- If you are touched when you don’t want to be, say so. If they continue to touch you, make them bleed.
Meet Peach The Puppy!
Peach is Julien’s dog, she is a 2 month old Italian Greyhound and she loves Kermit. She is amazing.
YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THAT BIG FAT BUTT
WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE
"just go call them, it’ll be okay"
"you studied for hours, you’ll do fine on the test!!"
"It’s just a party, you’ll be fine!"
"I’m not buying this for you just cause you’re scared of the cashier"
"Just talk to them, they don’t bite"
"Calm down, wow, its not that big of a deal"
"Everyone gets stressed sometimes, you’re being so self centered!"
STOP TELLING PEOPLE WITH ANXIETY WHAT SHOULD BE EASY AND WHAT SHOULDN’T, IT REALLY HELPS NOTHING
Another thing that’s really fucking scary about depression: suddenly realising that you don’t really have interests any more… I cannot stress just how scary that is. The curiousity is sucked from your body, the actual feeling of enjoyment just isn’t fucking there anymore, and finding common ground with people just becomes so much harder.