I want to go somewhere that I’m completely anonymous. Where no one knows me so I can be. Just me. Sometimes with the pressure of things (pressure I put on myself and other pressures) I end up being who I think I’m supposed to be not who I really want to be. I’m too up tight, all business most of the time. I wanna learn sign language, walk on a beach, hide in a cabin during winter and do nothing but cook amazing meals and read with a blanket in the comfiest chair ever, go hunting, raise a pack of animals etc etc..
I realised how much time I’m spending on Tumblr lately.. maybe because no one cares enough to judge. That’s a good feeling. Anonymous.
I just called in sick to work when really it’s my sisters 21st birthday and I forgot to get the day off in advance and I now my palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy etc. Basically this must be what it feels like to be a known fugitive.
I used to feel like that… then I realised woo party!! Have fun :)
Can’t sleep and feeling lonely again..