The roads are so icy it’s dangerous to drive nowadays.
That was like the first real good question I have got for days. People have been spamming my inbox with ridiculous questions so far about the breakup, which is no one’s business, to be honest.
As of right now, I’m at a friends’s place, and I’m alright, thanks. But also, it has always been my own policy to never share too much about my thoughts and feelings online.
I’m of the impression it’s neither worth it, nor smart. Those who really care about me will show me just that in real life. The internet is full of shit and ignorant people, and no one can deny just that.
Started up a gym membership once again yesterday, going to work out a lot now with Anna! My muscles are sore now actually aww!
I’m so depressed, it’s crazy, I could puke, I could laugh, I have no idea where I’m going, it’s all so ridiculous, I have lost myself haha, it’s funny! I’m single and he left me.
I will never ever take restylane in my lips.
I think, mostly, it’s not looking good! I’ve seen many girls destroy themselves with that shit.
Thank you! At first, 3 years ago, I had dyed dark brown hair. I then bleached it 11 times over a month’s period (with hair treatment conditioners in between etc) and THEN my hair was dead light orange bleached blonde.
I started using purple shampoo, but lets face it, my hair was looking like shit after this.
As the months passed, I had to take care of the new fresh hair growing out, and I started bleaching my roots. I have my technique, I do it once every month. Youtube is full of tutorials.
Since my virgin fresh ginger hair only required to be bleached 1 time, that blonde hair near the roots became much healthier than the hair further down that was once brown. If you know what I mean?
I’ve done this for 3 years! So now the hair that was once brown are all the way down at my hair ends. Technically all of my hair has been bleached 1-2 times in total on virgin fresh hair.
I don’t wear extensions often now, just sometimes. I don’t need much, only 2 pieces with 3-4 clips on, applied to each side of my head under my real hair.
Every time I shower I use L’Oréal’s Silver Shampoo to make it whiter.
Spent the day in a dark cold room, drinking water. :)
I’ve been so hardcore today, bicycling 10 km (6,5 miles) today.
And later I drove for 1 hour all alone on unknown roads in pouring rain and absolute darkness, back and forth.
I’m obsessing over the thought of replacing the battery in my old Pokemon Silver cartige, it’s dried out so I can no longer save my game and therefore it’s unplayable, you know.
I’m soon fixing that shit so I can play again!
In all goodamn plain pure basic brutal honesty… No. I am not completely happy with how I look, IRL. It’s easy to focus on flaws. You know. And besides! Pictures lie. Often. My self confidence is swinging, alright. It’s not like I think I’m goddamn pretty, oh my, honestly, I do not. It’s frustrating. And I think I just answered this question at the worst possible time.
I don’t know. I wish I had, could, become.
Hanged with Anna the whole day. This day started off quite differently though. I didn’t even feel like leaving the bed this morning. You know that feeling, when suddenly all kinds of bad emotions and thoughts fall over you simultaneously, and you feel weak and like uttely apathetic? Happens sometimes, you know. This morning, among other mornings.
I also believe that thinking about all the things you’re not, and you wish you were/wish you had/wish you could do, ultimately sickens you. Actually, thinking isn’t good for you.
Anyhoe. We watched the movie “Employee of the Month” with, like, Jessica Simpson in it. I’ve seen it before and it’s hilarious.
When she left, I had my usual walk, and I’m using a GPS-like app now, called RunKeeper. So cool.
Edit: I added a comment section to my blog. Since the tumblr blogging platform is, in fact, fucked up, one has to add the comment section manually with something called Disqus.
You don’t have to sign in anywhere to leave a comment, you may comment “as guest”.
Fucking nightmare of the same fucking setting and the same fucking person, good god, I hate you so much right now.
You haunt me.