Feb. 1, 2012 at 11:57pm with 2 notes
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So sick of my own face. Took down my mirror today. I am always so sleepy, no matter how much rest I get. Having so many people in my life and trying to care about them is exhausting. I want everyone to be happy, I genuinely do, but if you don’t bring anything interesting to my life, it’s hard to force a relationship. There are a bunch of new people I’ve met that I find wildly fascinating but they have that quality about them that really beautiful, driven, intelligent people have- that makes them seem so magnificent and such quality company that I realize how much I pale in comparison. So I sneak away and hide. Especially if they are pretty girls because I inevitably am just too quiet and awkward and intimidated, or I fawn over them which unassumingly makes them and everyone else uncomfortable. I take naps shortly after coming home from work, and when I wake up my head always feels muffled and my skin hot and my lips sore, like I’ve woken up sick, and I don’t know why. Pretty sure I eat almost nothing during the week, and then that entire weeks worth of calories over the weekend with Keith. On more than one occasion we’ve joked that our relationship is primarily food-based/driven. Speaking of food on the weekend, I can’t wait to make buffalo chicken dip for the game on Sunday. Yum.  All I’ve had today was a chicken salad sandwich (unf, favorite) so I’m gonna go raid the kitchen. Doubt there is much to eat though, at least nothing that can be prepared quietly at 12am. Meh. I bore myself on a daily basis. I don’t know what’s happened to me. Get your shit together, Chelsea.

  • So sick of my own face. Took down my mirror today.
  • I am always so sleepy, no matter how much rest I get.
  • Having so many people in my life and trying to care about them is exhausting.
  • I want everyone to be happy, I genuinely do, but if you don’t bring anything interesting to my life, it’s hard to force a relationship.
  • There are a bunch of new people I’ve met that I find wildly fascinating but they have that quality about them that really beautiful, driven, intelligent people have- that makes them seem so magnificent and such quality company that I realize how much I pale in comparison. So I sneak away and hide.
  • Especially if they are pretty girls because I inevitably am just too quiet and awkward and intimidated, or I fawn over them which unassumingly makes them and everyone else uncomfortable.
  • I take naps shortly after coming home from work, and when I wake up my head always feels muffled and my skin hot and my lips sore, like I’ve woken up sick, and I don’t know why.
  • Pretty sure I eat almost nothing during the week, and then that entire weeks worth of calories over the weekend with Keith. On more than one occasion we’ve joked that our relationship is primarily food-based/driven.
  • Speaking of food on the weekend, I can’t wait to make buffalo chicken dip for the game on Sunday. Yum. 
  • All I’ve had today was a chicken salad sandwich (unf, favorite) so I’m gonna go raid the kitchen. Doubt there is much to eat though, at least nothing that can be prepared quietly at 12am. Meh.
  • I bore myself on a daily basis. I don’t know what’s happened to me.
  • Get your shit together, Chelsea.

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