Don’t worry about the world coming to an end today. It’s already tomorrow in Australia.
Puddle

Don’t worry I’m just nostalgic and tired and confused about the present and future and past and where I’m going, where I am now, where I will be in a month and who will be here, who won’t and weepy because it’s all the emotion at once.

Putting Heaps of Effort Into Something That Isn’t Going Anywhere.
An Auto-biography about my jobs and romantic relationships.

You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment? I don’t know, I’m kind of thinking it’s the other way around, you know, like the moment seizes us.
Disenchanted

I’ve often wondered, “Can it be just one person who makes this place great?”.
It was one person who made this place great.
He’s gone now.
And it’s not so great as it was.

Nostalgic for a time and place in my life that doesn’t exist anymore.
I know it’s just a transition.
But, God I miss that time and place.

Life never becomes a habit to me. It’s always a marvel.

And I miss your face like hell.

A Year Ago Today

In yet another fit of nostalgia, I remembered that one year ago today I left home to go to Adelaide, Australia.
I can comfortably say that the ensuing year has been the most incredible and most difficult of my life.
I have seen so many breathtaking sights, met the most incredible people, grew immensely as a human being, endured a whole lot of heartbreak and depression, and slowly, painfully I have healed and feel more whole and happy than I maybe ever have.
I want to give a sincere, heartfelt thank you to my friends and family all over this world for all the help and all the positivity. I will be a brighter, happier person for all my days because of this year.
Here’s to the ebb and flow of life and the adventure never ceasing.

We only have two weeks together before he moves away and I have come to terms with it peacefully.

He has brought me so much joy and positivity but we both need to be set free into the world. We both don’t really know where we’re going or where we will end up. That’s alright.

So we can’t hold on. We don’t have to let go, but continuing on entwined isn’t an option. And I thought it would hurt so badly but I’m quite alright with it. I love this boy. I adore this boy. But when our time ends, it will end peacefully and with best friendship still in place. I can ask for no more.

Thank you, Tom.

I Miss My Cocoa Butter Kisses

My boy is home in 2-3 days.
PUDDLING.

Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.
Some things, once you’ve loved them, become yours forever.
And if you try to let them go…
They only circle back and return to you.
They become part of who you are…
…or they destroy you.

I’ve come so fucking far.

And I’m going so much farther.

Why Your Second Love Deserves More Credit Than Your First