New, Bunny, Skin,

I have decided that spacehey is going to be a place where I try to... not reinvent myself, per-say, but to make a place where i can sit down, go through my day and try to actually organise my thoughts instead of having them be a jumbled, incoherent mess in my brain. I'm going to start on that now.

My name is not Bunny or Bun or anything like that. My name isn't anything I've ever said it was and i doubt I'll ever find one that suits me. I'm lazy in that sense, I'd rather live in vague discomfort being called names that have never been and never will be mine, just because I can't be bothered to find one myself? Or is it something more. Am I afraid or something? I don't know. I'm too lazy to ever find out.

My skin is bad and I'm terribly insecure about it. I look and physically feel (to the touch!) absolutely disgusting. acne tends to be an attractive feature to me, honestly, but I can't stand it on my own person. It doesn't help at all when I'm looking at myself in the mirror and the person looking back at me is completely unrecognisable. I have skin care stuff but... I always forget to use it. I have hope that my skin will one day be clear but... it'll be a while until that day.

I think that's all I'll write today, hopefully spacehey can be the place i can truly be myself and talk about my interests and other things to do with myself... while also learning how to be calm and coherent.