Including myself, I am on a never ending quest to myself while just living and being authentic. I lost myself in a long foggy carpathian forest of what I thought to be love. I found the torch I bore of what is actually love to guide me.

mood lately

I start talking to a man, he’s fucking gorgeous. Less than 48 hours in they show me the biggest red flags I could never even try to ignore. I stop talking to men again for a few weeks and then the cycle begins again. 🙃 I’m so picky it’s hard for me to even be interested,I’m fucking traumatized.

I like how I just blog little pieces of my thoughts and existence on different parts of social media. Like just dropping little puzzle pieces and if you put them together you might glance at a snippet of my soul…

Understanding is hard when there is feelings involved.

Alixations 00:26 3/3/25

The Heart and Soul Nebulae

Credit: Mario Zauner

And just like that I’m off til Sunday! Bwahahaha

The walk/run home in the cold was mind clearing though used it as a meditation and I know I wouldn’t have made it that fast if I hadn’t been working on my stamina/health. I am thankful for my mobility and my coffee/lashes did eventually make it to me and the coffee was still warm. ✨🖤✨

Fuck. Went to get lashes and coffee before work as well as a bong… well my ride locked the keys in the car and I had to run home and made it late for work. Yaaaaay. 🙃

Bout to live bsky so much dumb shit to scream into the void. Not gonna share my handle to anyone either. Hahaha.