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The Day and What it's held so far.
May. 1st, 2015 02:22 pmI woke up to the sound of distant thunder and already I knew that it would be kind of an easy day. I got to work and everything was fine, James got hired at the same store as me but not on the same shift, I am happy he got a job but I am now worried I won't get to spend much time with him at all. I work mornings, he works overnights... I hate this I almost wish he hadn't gotten the job or that he had at least been put on the same shift as me, oh well.
When I looked in the mirror this morning I was shocked, I went "hey I actually am pretty!" the sensation was short and one of awe the more I started the more I grew to like the subtle shape of my eyes and the curve of my cheekbones and how right away my eye were drawn to well, my eyes haha I've always loved my eyes the color and how they seem to shift between icy blue and light green. I was caught in between shock and confusion I've never called myself beautiful or gorgeous but today I did I almost told myself that I had to be high and that I was actually horrendously ugly but in a firm voice I told myself that I HAD to quit thinking like that, thinking like that leads to scars. And I'm tired of having my scars, I finally have gotten to the point to where I can ignore them, I dont beed or want new ones. In fact, I just realized that the thought of taking a razor to myself makes me sick. I want to try to ask for over nights but Ive already asked to be on mornings... Is this a good idea?
When I looked in the mirror this morning I was shocked, I went "hey I actually am pretty!" the sensation was short and one of awe the more I started the more I grew to like the subtle shape of my eyes and the curve of my cheekbones and how right away my eye were drawn to well, my eyes haha I've always loved my eyes the color and how they seem to shift between icy blue and light green. I was caught in between shock and confusion I've never called myself beautiful or gorgeous but today I did I almost told myself that I had to be high and that I was actually horrendously ugly but in a firm voice I told myself that I HAD to quit thinking like that, thinking like that leads to scars. And I'm tired of having my scars, I finally have gotten to the point to where I can ignore them, I dont beed or want new ones. In fact, I just realized that the thought of taking a razor to myself makes me sick. I want to try to ask for over nights but Ive already asked to be on mornings... Is this a good idea?
