Got me up all night. Constant drinkin and love songs.
My arm itched really badly so I looked at it and screamed because I saw what looked to be huge purple bruises all on the underside of my forearm right below my tattoo…it was just splotches of the different shades of violet I mixed for homework.
Color theory, ruining my life even when I’m NOT in class.
If someone cheats on you they do not love you, remember that. If someone cheats on you they do not care about you as much as they say they do. If someone cheats on you it means that for a split second you were off their mind long enough for them to put another person in arms that should only be for you. If someone cheats on you, dear god, I hope you don’t go back to them because you are worth so much more than that.
Ugh, I love my boy so much it scares me sometimes, but he is the absolute WORST communicator when things don’t go his way. He shuts down and uses this clipped and detached voice instead of expressing things like a functioning adult.
And I know sometimes I’m a little guilty of the same behavior, but ironically this relationship has taught me to use my fucking words, and I’m learning/getting better at it.
He, on the other hand, just completely shuts off all brain activity and instead of saying, “Audrey, I’m having a rough time right now can I have a few moments?” He tries to “appease” me by acting like things are normal when they aren’t, which only ends up pissing me the fuck off to the point that I call him out on his bullshit and we both end up angry.
He has so many amazing qualities, and that’s why I love/am falling IN love with him, but Jesus fuck. I don’t have patience for this kind of fuckery.
Ugh. Choosing to spread my classes out between 8 am and 8:45 pm twice a week for this quarter was the actual worst decision I ever made.