Gangsta Mittens
Words combined to express thoughts. Pictures displayed to convey emotion. Opening my brain to the world.

May
30
It’s a good thing… i mean kinda. I’m soft now. Well i’ve always been soft, but it’s blatant these days… skirts, makeup, heels… it’s all there. It’s not all the time, but it’s creeping in. Part of it is the heat, the other part is just a general increased comfort with letting my guard down and being vulnerable. There’s also more self confidence. I still go thru the ups and downs… but i’m human and i’m learning that even that is ok. I’m growing and it feels great.

And now… a photo that i took yesterday morning… gheyness at it’s finest.

May
26

… if i was a cat i’d purr.

I had a lovely afternoon topped off with some cuddling and a nice nap on the sofa.

I’m smiling

May
25

Can anyone tell me what’s wrong with this picture?
Now i have to decide whether I should pay the $110 to replace it or act like the crack doesn’t bother me.

Breaking my toys makes me sad

May
24

B+

*dances*

I’m just waiting on one more grade. I realized last night that my GPA is never gonna look good on paper. It’ll look decent and i’ll definitely have a B average of some sort… but i’ll never be an A- student. Which i’m actually ok with. Lately I’ve been doing research on some nontraditional options for after graduation. I never wanted to be the law firm type anyway so i’m ok with that. I think the government route will be for me so that’s what I’m focusing on. Hopefully i can find a way to do that and not live in DC.

I’m a bit disappointed in myself. I’ve made strides in some areas but i’m sitting on my ass in others. Tonight I’m going to go home and get a TON of shit accomplished. I have no choice. I need to find a better way to kick myself in the ass because i’ve been lacking in that department lately.

It doesn’t help that i’ve been off my meds for awhile too. I need to stop doing that… that’s a dangerous game to play. I’m clearly not a doctor so I should probably avoid playing one with my own meds.

May
21

Sometimes I get my hopes up. I make things into way more than they need be… I envision how things will play out and conjure fairy tale endings to go along with it. Rarely do things go that way. I’ve never had a fairy tale ending so i’m not too sure why i’m expecting one now.

The dreamer in me is starting to give way to the realist. Moments of happiness are interspersed with sadness. Dreams that i’ve had are put on hold indefinitely to make way for those of others. Maybe someday someone will want to make my dreams a reality too… I doubt it though cuz like i said before i’ve never had a fairy tale ending… I doubt they’ll start now