With an apple and chocolate mochi
This dark feeling… it comes over me and I don’t know why. I get Incredibly sad… and everything just feels heavy… then weird thoughts come to my head - I don’t love myself and I want to die. Maybe it has a lot to do with the fact that I just don’t feel like anything ties me to this earth… but all in all, it’s just a feeling. Nothing but mere negative emotions.
Is it weird that I like to see that a guys’ hand are rough and worn? I know this may sound a bit queer but I just like to know that he’s a man. He knows how to build things and fix cars. It’s a turn on to me. I don’t know why…
It’s just a thought. Not that I want this In every guy. No… nice clean soft skin is attractive on a guy too
It’s been such a long time since I have indulged in tumblr. As I grew to have a social life, I forgot what it was like to spend some quality time to blog. Throughout my journey of meeting people, I find that tumblr is the only thing that empathizes with me when it comes to the trivial thoughts about life and it’s unconventionality. I’m so fcken weird.