What happened between James Reynolds and I was risk at it’s best. I saw him and said he was beautiful, stunning, handsome…. We had one date and it didn’t work for more than one reason, and I look back and think to myself it was a defining point. I knew what was right and was wrong without being told, and I moved on in a state of honesty. I grew.
I always leave Tumblr and return after a few months, but returning has just reminded me of how good it can be sometimes. I enjoy that only strangers follow me and that I can vent. I like reading back and remembering what was on my mind and weighing down my soul last time I was around, comparing to what I feel now and whats going on in my life.
Ah! Thank you for being my vent space :)
I want to be an actress. I want art and beauty in my life.
I am never satisfied with my journey. I want to live everybody elses. I want to live all kinds of different lives. I want to make them real. I want to do something that is going to make me happy for the rest of my life.
I have an episode and he calls and makes everything better.
No. It’s wierd. Every single time.
The worst part is that I know he wont call, even when he’s finished filming the short film.
I’m in a wierd fantasy place. Almost think that I haven’t broken up with him in my mind.
I’m constantly waiting and wishing the best for him.
And constantly being disapointed.
