☆Semi-Hiatus☆

Why am I so FUCKING AFRAID to do something for myself?!?

Maybe I just need to go somewhere new.

Where there are no familiar faces.

I already feel alone, let’s throw some adventure in with it, at least.

I always think I want friends until I actually get friends. Then I just want to be alone and wrap myself up in blankets while sitting in front of my laptop.

I’ve been taught, from a very young age, that the men in your life will always leave you.

I’ve watched it happen to my mother so many times, starting with my father. I fear that I will end up the same, and it is a very lonely feeling.

I want to cry right now… but I’m at work. Time to suck it up and play pretend.

I can do this.

Tweet from ☆imiz☆ (@imizamonster)

☆imiz☆ (@imizamonster) tweeted at 0:07 AM on Sat, Jun 08, 2013: I need a box. I will put my feelings in it, tape it up, and ship it to where no eff’s are given.

(https://twitter.com/imizamonster/status/343232834414211072)

Tumblr is a sad place full of broken hearts. Probably why I feel like I belong.