revelations amidst my readings

1113 and i am dead tired sonntag

nine days after my last blog, i’ve come here to write once again, this is unheard of—maybe it’s the start of a new me.

as of now, 2024 has been kind and noble to me. i’ve read seven books and am currently on my eight, which only means that i have nothing to do but lay in bed and watch movies while marinating the last book i read. i went out to eat and watch a movie with that guy i believe i’ve mentioned a couple of times and it is really nice, but i think i am a lesbian.

big reveal: my lesbianism.

to be honest, i always knew, but i thought about trying bisexuality for these last six months and it sucked. i hated every single bit of it, it gave me an eating disorder! men are such disgusting creatures, and while handsome and sometimes entertaining to look at, i cannot imagine myself being actually involved with one. they are really fun to keep around, but romantically speaking? no, thanks. 

so i closed the first week of the year with that conclusion, that i am truly the lesbian i always knew i was. this is so boring, there’s no changes in my life.