I changed my alias! Cleyra is what I'll use as my SG name when I'm ready, but it's too cute to not use right now.
If you were wondering, it's my favourite place in Final Fantasy IX. It's filled with rat people and they have a really cool dance.
This week has been...relatively dull as far as weeks go, but I got my implant taken out of my arm about a week and a half ago, and now I feel much better and less suicidal. And that's good.
I've taken to writing in a journal in the last few days, when I feel especially anxious, upset, or angry. I guess it kind of helps to get the feelings out onto paper - even though I can't channel things very well - but my handwriting is atrocious when I'm upset. It bothers me to see scrappy writing throughout a book, and it makes me want to tear out the pages and start again. But there we are.
<lame>
One night last week, I bought Hard Girls, Soft Light on impulse. It was a weird feeling when I opened the envelope. SuicideGirls gives me some kind of inner-strength and calm that nothing else does. It is genuinely a rock for me, as lame as it might sound to you. When I say I want to apply, I don't really consider the fact that I'll be posting naked pictures of myself on the internet, in fact I forget about that, I want to be part of this bad-ass sorority and carry around the name with me. My feelings towards myself have changed since I became a member back in January, my confidence has become stronger, and I've become a little bit more independent every day. And although it sounds quite ridiculous, I owe it all to these beautiful, tattooed, naked women.
</lame>
Here are some pictures:
I actually read and re-read this all night, and fell asleep with my arm over it. I cuddled it. CUDDLED A BOOK.
My entire tattoo decided to peel all at once. It was gross.
Finally, a picture of me. I like this picture, despite the fact that I look so sad and so lonely.
If you were wondering, it's my favourite place in Final Fantasy IX. It's filled with rat people and they have a really cool dance.
This week has been...relatively dull as far as weeks go, but I got my implant taken out of my arm about a week and a half ago, and now I feel much better and less suicidal. And that's good.
I've taken to writing in a journal in the last few days, when I feel especially anxious, upset, or angry. I guess it kind of helps to get the feelings out onto paper - even though I can't channel things very well - but my handwriting is atrocious when I'm upset. It bothers me to see scrappy writing throughout a book, and it makes me want to tear out the pages and start again. But there we are.
<lame>
One night last week, I bought Hard Girls, Soft Light on impulse. It was a weird feeling when I opened the envelope. SuicideGirls gives me some kind of inner-strength and calm that nothing else does. It is genuinely a rock for me, as lame as it might sound to you. When I say I want to apply, I don't really consider the fact that I'll be posting naked pictures of myself on the internet, in fact I forget about that, I want to be part of this bad-ass sorority and carry around the name with me. My feelings towards myself have changed since I became a member back in January, my confidence has become stronger, and I've become a little bit more independent every day. And although it sounds quite ridiculous, I owe it all to these beautiful, tattooed, naked women.
</lame>
Here are some pictures:
I actually read and re-read this all night, and fell asleep with my arm over it. I cuddled it. CUDDLED A BOOK.
My entire tattoo decided to peel all at once. It was gross.
Finally, a picture of me. I like this picture, despite the fact that I look so sad and so lonely.
booth83:
we look alot alike