The boyfriend

Hello kittens,

It seems life has taken a turn for the better, in the form of a nice young man named Ewan. He is the boy I mentioned a few posts back, the one I went on dates with but wasn't a boyfriend. Well, now he's the boyfriend and I am very happy.

It's nice to have someone hold me close to them, kiss my forehead, tell me I have beautiful eyes. I love talking about music, or laughing about sloths or eating burgers with him. Lovely, ordinary, wonderfully everyday things. And we always have the best time together.

I am trying to put aside my horribly jealous, paranoid, insecure tendencies because I do not want to lose this one. So I'm letting myself be happy and hoping I make him smile even half as much as he does me.

I think he's a keeper.

-A

Cherry bomb

I'm not sure how to explain the last couple of weeks, so I figured I'd put it in its most simple form. Words.

Blackberry, boyfriend, burgers, bus pass, Clarissa presentation, Discord, drinks, essays, fajitas, flowers, glitter, gossip, hangover, heavy metal, I.D., iris, Jaeger bombs, junk food, Lexie, money, Motley Crue, music, parodies, photos, Poo-Na-Nas, sex, shots, teacakes, Valentine’s, work.

Love always kittens.

A new page?

An odd thing has happened. For the first time, in a long time, I am happy. I am not sure if it is a medicated happiness, a turning point in my own confidence or just a fortunate turn of events, but either way I am not going to resist this time. I often find myself sabotaging my own happiness, but I am trying to simply enjoy it this time.



My life is now about great friends, great times and great music. And that is very much ok with me.