Sensational– LOVE. JOY. KINDNESS.
Finding something good without having to look for it.
The desire of wanting and giving, but don’t know exactly how.
Not being able to explain what you’re feeling emotionally, but it’s just there.
Unnameable feels. Untold thoughts.
I wish I was a kid,
Being able to wake up again without any worries.
Everything is gonna be ok.
Living by that constant reminder…
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.
You see, I have this whole idea on how things work. When something goes wrong, I think about how everything is gonna be ok, yet I get lost in a way and don’t know what to do.
He wishes he could just go back in time to when he was a kid. Where he had no worries about anything. Money, jobs, family, anything really. Always being told everything is gonna be ok. Kind of, sort of makes him see what’s going on around him, ok. And everything really… is gonna be ok no matter what. Living by that makes him confused in a way, because always thinking about how everything is gonna be ok, but it’s really not. He doesn’t know what to do exactly. He only sees it as ok, because ok is good, and good in a way makes him feel… not sad.
ITS OKAY NOT TO BE OK.
Long live proclivity!!!
As it remains still… and so going.
It is my existence, and what I live by.
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You’re gone so fast… so fast, time has passed.
I saw you one day, and you’re gone the next.
Filling me with remorse and despair, yet In a way you were always there.
Arise from below, beneath this unfeeling world.
Go away in peace, and leave me with sorrow…
Hoping I’ll see you tomorrow.
Writing is the only way for me to make sense of the world around me.
Current mood: neutral
… and by that I mean I’m not happy, nor am I sad.
I am feeling pretty motivated though.
That’s for sure.
For some reason I’ve had this urge to try out something new with my blog posts… my content overall.
Can’t really say, but I feel like my content could use that extra… push I guess, In a way.
There’s a lot more I have to offer than just blog about my personal life.
You get what I’m trying to say, right?
I’m working on recreating the UglyMe brand. Same concept, just more ideas.
I started a relaunch. Mainly because I wanted to start podcasting again.
That hasn’t happened… yet.
I’m not interested In talking about politics or entertainment, by that I mean… like, news or the scandal stuff out in the world.
If it is what you guys want me to talk about, I am willing to give it a try.
I love what I’m doing with UglyMe, and what’s it’s turned out to be, but I feel like I need to expand more on what I’m trying to offer, rather than talking about mental health itself.
Speaking about mental health, I haven’t really dedicated a full blog to the topic itself.
I know my ways around the topic, I just don’t know where to start or how to actually engage myself into it.
I guess I don’t want to be straight forward with my content and leave it at that.
Instead I’ve kept it at expressing myself and my thoughts.
Let me know what y’all think.
See ya!
I never thought or have I ever seen myself of being an author.
Can’t really say I’ve ever seen myself doing anything.
Not that I don’t want to do anything in life, but the world is just open to so many things, rather than setting my mind and focusing on one thing and leaving it at that.
And to bring back the thought of why I had the idea of wanting to become an author.
Well… it’s complicated.
Ok ok, let me rephrase that.
Never said I wanted to become an author, but because I was bored, I came across my website on google…
It was in my search bar.
It’s totally not weird, right.
You guys understand.
Anyways, I obviously clicked on it, and as I was scrolling through the webpage, on the side of my website, it said author. Which felt pretty cool, knowing my website was getting some sort of recognition and me being seen as an author.
In some cases, I wouldn’t consider myself being an author, but more importantly, a person who likes to express inner thoughts and feelings; emotionally and mentally.
In a way, authors can relate.
But as a blogger, we set our differences apart from one another.
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