Well hello my moon children 🌙 I am writing to you from the great beyond. It's been almost a year since I last updated this blog, but honestly in the mean time, so many things happened I don't even know where to start. I'm not even sure if this blog has readers or not. Well, I know that at least a stalker reader I do have. *wink wink* I know you're reading this. So, that brings me to today's topic: Jealous ex-girlfriends. Or jealous girlfriends in general. I remember a time when I used to feel a little jealous that my girl friends had boyfriends and some girl was dating the boy I wanted, them being pre-school sweethearts and that being AGES ago. Reminiscing and self-evaluating myself, can recognize now that I can no longer feel jealousy, since I don't want what others have. But that's just me. A person that is content with life has offered her. Jealousy is a very serious subject and I believe I've spoken to it in the past on another blog p

Death almost never brings anyone together. Parents who lose their kids, family that loses a member, friends that lose friends.  This conclusion came to me a while ago when we, in a group of tightnit 3 Best friends lost one of us. The Best Friend that remained drifted away from me, at first it was my fault, since she was the only one that attended to the funeral. Then, probably not a year after, just simply because.  That was just four years after losing another person, which is a more of a complicated story. Oh no, self-pitying much? Nah. I've somehow managed to move on. However, sometimes I wonder what happened to her. We've been through a lot, after all. But then I simply don't care about people that don't even bother talking to me. Okay, that's probably a lie. Ps, don't google self-pity unless you want a bunch of bigots giving you unsolicited inspirational quotes. Update: omg it's actually fucking toxic, don't do it. Were it so, I