A little mixed up but I think I got my point across. Here’s a little comic I made about my feelings towards being “friendzoned”.
You guys really don’t know how lucky you are, do you? It really sucks when the person you like rejects you but at least they care enough about you to not avoid you because you have feelings for them.
Gracie, actually.
I'm Gracie. I do stupid things. I wear too much jewellery. I'm a valuable friend to have. I don't trust anyone. I feel more confident when I have a nose ring in. Pain is only relevant if it still hurts. x
Today is the day when good things happen. I am sitting on my bed, listening to Imagine Dragons (perfect morning music), eating granola, about to get dressed up all fancy and go change my life. Wish me luck! Wow, I’m cheesy!
A song plays while I’m having breakfast with a gorgeous fella, the sun is shining in through the windows and we’re both chatting and grinning like idiots.
I feel like I should let Tumblr know that I had some amazing things happen to me yesterday, and the night before. Said things include sitting on a bench on the seafront at half midnight, talking; the sweet sound of the kettle boiling during kisses; the most honest words I have ever managed to get out; scrambled eggs for breakfast with some jammy tunes and sunshine…
Every fandom ever
This gets better the longer you watch
Barney is the fan who insists on complete silence and purity in the fandom. Feels should not get in the way.
Ted is the fan who is too emotionally invested in his ship and screams whenever they are on-screen.
Lily is the fan who cries about everything that happens— even when it’s not the least bit emotional.
And Marshall is the hate-watcher who is horrified with the whole fandom but can’t stop watching.
i am every single one of them
Woke up at 5am. Spent three-ish hours in bed, thinking up scenarios in my head (conversations, confrontations, arguments etc) and all possible outcomes. Jet lag is a dick.
this is important
This is my life. Never broken a bone or had stitches, and I’m not a puker much, either. Mental health is my biggest ‘thing’. I need people to talk about it with me. Talking helps and heals like you wouldn’t believe.
In Australia. Hence, less posting. Sharing a small apartment with my family is HARD. Follow me here as well…
http://gracieactuallyaway.tumblr.com/
For photos and stuff. Stay here for personal stuff. :) x
