So it's been a wile since i've had time to write anything. There is just so much that has been going on, so much to write down, to remember, to tell, but i just find i dont have the energy or motivation to do it. What i will say is, i find that people don't really like me. Or rather they like me but don't want to go the extra mile to become a good friend and this is what worries me. What if all i find in QLD is a number of friends who are nothing more than the type of friends you leave behind after a subject or a year at uni is done. What if  i dont find another snagms and pk. ugh

six word stories

He bottle-feeds his wife’s killer.

Cancer. Only three months left. Pregnant.

My Dads met at Bible Camp.

Imagined adulthood. Gained adulthood. Lost Imagination.

I just really really really don't understand how I can go from feeling so loved, to so alone so quickly. Feeling like i'm about to explode with emotion to feeling like i'm collapsing internally.

I know in reality Valentine's Day is really lame and just a way for all the big corporations to make billions and jillions of money but damn, I really hope I have a valentine next year.

lol biggest fail of a games night (played cards for 10 minutes and one round on uno) but omg I love my friends so much.

also why not just reply to my fucking message homg

foodie date with mah friendsssss

ugh I want to find new friends tbh.