my name / its meaning [x] means fighter
western zodiac [x]: scorpio
chinese zodiac [x]: rat
celtic zodiac [x]: reed – the inquisitor
myers-briggs type indicator [x]: most likely infp –> entp (since 2017)
the four temperaments [x]: melancholic –> sanguine
enneagram [x]: unsure, tie between four types –> type 3 (2018)
soul type [x]: artisian or priest –> warrior (2018)
Schlagwort: personal
There is not a single thing that I am good at.
I’m getting so sick of being nobody.
It’s been ages since I truly paid attention to anything and now here I am, listening to Pokémon soundtracks in bed and while everything is changing right now, they will stay the same. My heart is aching and it is okay, I feel good, I’m a child, safe and sound, oh my heart.
I might leave for a while because I’m far too angry with myself for wasting my life time like this.
the year in review
since the start of 2014, i have:
Gotten a new piercing.
Dyed my hair.
Ended a relationship.
Started a new relationship.
Been on a long car journey.
Passed an exam.
Cried on someone’s shoulder.
Had a massive fight with a boyfriend/girlfriend.
Received flowers.
Had a Valentine.
Written a letter using pen and paper.
Gone to see a therapist.
Been prescribed medication by a doctor.
Read a really good book.
Gone to the zoo.
Spent too much money on unnecessary things.
Traveled by train.
Cried over someone.
Spent a day out in the sun getting a tan.
Slammed a door out of frustration.
Had an anxiety/panic attack.
Had a BBQ.
Gone to the fair.
Gone bowling.
Seen a film at the cinema in 3D.
Gone on a date.
Helped someone home after they’d had too much to drink.
Stayed up all night.
Talked on the phone for over 2 hours.
Supported someone who’d received bad news.
Watched some kind of live sporting event.
Read an entire book in one day.
Bought a DVD the day it was released.
Eaten McDonald’s more than four times in a single week.
Cried as a result of exam stress.
Met some incredible new people.
Fallen backwards off a chair.
Broken my glasses.
Cried over someone in my past.
Spent hours aimlessly browsing the internet.
Thrown up.
Cried over a film.
Gone out of my way to avoid an ex-significant other.
Been in a relationship for a year or longer.
Been ice skating.
Seen a musical or play (opera counts).
Traveled out of my state/province or country.
Swum (in a pool).
Swum (in the ocean).
Been in a hospital.
Fallen down the stairs.
Discovered something new about myself.
So tired, so tired, tired, tired, I’ll go to bed. Should have studied more though, harder, better.
And right now it feels like my path is laid out in front of me and the grass underneath my feet is dying
But I don’t want to walk where the flowers aren’t blooming, I’m changing direction, I’m leaving now.
And they see me now, they really do, because I am there, finally,
I am radiant.
We used to be philosophers and oh I miss us, but I think the only way I can get back to you is lie because you never seem to notice what drives me insane.