Lord byron cain - love
Lord byron cain - love
I witnessed the smallest pair of satsumas displayed joyfully on someone’s desk that were no bigger than my eyeballs - for real. I’m known to stretch a story or two for reader’s enjoyment but this time I make no exaggeration.
Dude, get those sorry looking orange coloured squidgy marbles off your desk now before someone else sees them and have a grapefruit - that sh*t ain’t even gonna keep an itch away let alone a cold!!!!!!
Some favourite parts of lord byrons cain
This recipe is for 40 cookies
54 cals per cookie
hot summer nights is SUCH a good movie i want it on DVD wow timmy is SO FINE EJSHSHWHSHS
Get up at the same time, even if you don’t have to commute anywhere at the moment, go to sleep at a reasonable time and set a wake up alarm. Get dressed in the same clothes you’d wear to work or school, even if you’re not physically going in. If you’re not working or studying at all, then dedicate the same amount of time to a similarly mentally taxing pursuit. If you’ve never really been a routine person – make one up for yourself. Write your routine down, put it in your phone, set alarms and reminders.
By all means, feel free to change your routine as circumstances change, but always have your time planned to some degree and stick to your timeline as much as possible. It may feel constricting when you first start, but after a few days it becomes comforting and gives you guidance and purpose. At a time when nothing feels normal or certain, you are taking control back and dictating your own normal and at any given day or time you know what you’re meant to be doing.
As someone who has always suffered from depression and anxiety, I’ve decided to write some tips and tricks I’m using to keep myself focused and positive during the Corona virus pandemic. I hope it’s of help to anyone who feels they need some guidance or normality at this unprecedented time. Much love to you all and your loved ones. Stay safe xo
When I talk about you there’s no hate anymore. No more anger and frustration.
I bathe in the memories your name provides me and I smile at how much time has past.
When they mention your name my heart still stops, a brief griev covers my features but I recover so quickly no one ever notices. It hurts sometimes but I won’t let the past drown me in pain. When I talk about you nostalgia wraps around my brain and my heart swells a bit. My heart still, fragile and weakened by the rocky waves of the sea, holds it’s place in my ribcage ready for the flood to come.
Everything we had is washed up again. Laying on the sand for anyone to see.
I dont mind anymore
I won’t hide anymore
I dont hate you anymore, I can look back and ignore the water in my lungs and the salty water in my head. I can overlook our mistakes.
I can appreciate the constant rain you brought into my life because now I’m thriving all because of you.
I’ve finished moving house and have surrendered the keys to my old property. I’ve been moving from the 13th March and only finished on 4th April.
The reason it took so long? It was just me and the Mrs. No help at all. Moving a 3 bedroom house in a Chevrolet Spark! I understand with the virus that it would not have been an “essential journey” for anyone else but us.
I have some sorting out to do in my new place but at least I can focus on my new place now. Once I’m sorted I’ll do a photo post of my entertainment setup – it’s a thing of beauty.
In other news I get Fibre on Monday so I’ll be back to 80mbps down and 20mbps up again. Two year contract with talk talk for £22.99 per month. I’m also off Monday to Wednesday next week so I’ll have plenty of time to sort things out
I love it when a plan comes together!
Made some sport & enjoyed a hot bath.
these samples are so pretty
so i just meditated for the first time and when i opened my eyes after my session i was crying???? wtf. i also felt like i was shaking and i cant tell if it was just my anxiety or if there’s a hidden meaning. if u know anything about meditation or what the hell the shaking was pls message me. I’m gonna go research now but like… whew.
what I ate (for now)
total: 734cal (for now)
what doesn’t count
this weekend, at home
It’s midnight and I’m 19 again and the soccer fields are empty as the sprinklers freshen the grass and the moon breathes life into two lovers ignoring the cool silence for the warmth of looking into each other’s company and longing eyes
I may or may not have ordered a tin whistle so I can learn to play some funky Irish tunes to pass the time
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath; entry no. 70
ᴍʏ sᴏᴜʟ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴀᴛ ᴛᴜʀʙᴜʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.