donated blood, made me think of how people can be [something] "pur sang", made me wonder what kinda blood mine is

contrary to popular opinion, becoming a mother is one of the most boring things you can do as a woman.. I'm sorry

saw part of a beautiful male arm on the train and audibly gasped

first time ever being acutely aware of the fact that I'm ovulating..

locked outside the house = caged inside the entirety of the world

saw a glow rising from the river behind the line of oak trees all along the horizon..

am supposed to be planning a trip to Belgium with my father to see my grandmother and pry family history from her. which won't be easy because she is stubborn and suspicious and my dad will have to translate French-Dutch. there is much reluctance

haven't bathed in natural waters in too long. surely this has something to do with it

can i confess?

something about hormones makes me write or not write. like shuts down my thoughts entirely. i don't think i had one original thought in the five years i was on the pill; now my natural, slightly irregular cycle makes me an extremely inconsistent writer

the amount of health "hacks" on social media.. a debilitating rabbit hole my compulsive little brain is unable to resist

i think in general it's really embarrassing to be horny

my current state of being is existentially dissatisfied and extremely horny.. i.e. i want to drive to sweden with my lover and fuck in all the lakes

thought my period came early but it was last night's hibiscus tea making my pee pink.. hashtag just girly things i guess

can't believe i got my period. my witchcraft didn't work

you're either born a willow, or born an oak. that's all there is to it

want to write a song and rhyme birds with curse

today.. painting my bedroom or going to the movies?

apparently he saves my LinkedIn profile pictures to his phone

on the phone with him and he called me girlfriend like ten times..

wanna tell him all my secrets. how i haven't touched myself in weeks because it doesn't compare to his touch. how this Allegra Krieger song reminds me of us. how i can imagine us living together

drew a spiral with my finger in the soil in my backyard

dreamt he captured a very large and hairy spider but i knew the spider was actually a cat in the shape of a spider

it appears that geese will be keeping me awake again.. the moon must be driving them all a bit wild (relatable)

however - i can feel myself still tending to play it cool

the hardest thing for me to say is not i love you but i miss you - for the latter sort of translates to i want/need you which feels like asking for something (whereas i love you feels like not even a mere statement, but a Fact) (dependence vs independence)..

the moment he said it was perfect as i myself felt very beautiful in that moment too.. so i could only believe that he meant it

i did the forbidden thing. removed all political content from my instagram timeline because i was falling down the doomscroll spiral

want to watch him touch himself for me. love indicator

I'm feeling a desire to cry in front of him, and see what it would arouse in him