Feeling hollow, and heavy but on the verge of something. Don’t want to sleep.
I must be insanely hormonal lately. Because I’ve been daydreaming about a little house just out of town, baking bread in the morning and sewing up things and playing with babies and all those things that I just don’t normally fantasize about. Could it be, I just really want a family?
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Submitted by Rachel Dowda
True story.
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The TARDIS as seen on the first episode of Doctor Who, 1963.
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I’d really like to stop making ridiculous mistakes.
I’d really like to be passionate about something.
I’d really like the people in my life to care a little more.
I’d like to care a little more about the people around me.
I’d like to feel something other than lacking.
And I’d like to get the fuck out of here.
I’d also like to be really and truly good at what I do.
I can’t stand the thought of being this stagnant for ever.
I’d like to have a motherfucking orgasm now and then.
I’d like to grow and stop being uncertain all the time.
So to answer your question, I can’t say I’m happy. But I can’t say I’m giving up.
aurora_vetter_900 by laser927 on Flickr.
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