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thepaintedlady
does everyone have that one person in their life who could have
been so much more?
thepaintedlady
anonymous asked:
So. I hope I’m not crossing any boundaries here, but I could really relate to your last post.
And, I guess, I just wanted you to know that you’re not the only one.
Also, I love your blog! Have a great day!
oh no, anon, you are definitely not overstepping any boundaries.
it’s very comforting to hear there are others like me, i guess. haha.
anyway thanks for sending this in, and if you ever feel like coming off
anon and maybe trading stories about that ‘great love’ that could have happened,
feel free to hit me up!
have a great day, too!
thepaintedlady
my brother’s idea of fun is getting drunk on cactus juice — and that’s all you need to know about him.
thepaintedlady
anonymous asked:
why is your url thepaintedlady?
that’s a really long story, anon. but to summarize, there was a book
that my mother used to read to me and my brother when we were kids.
the protagonist was this really cool vigilante-esque woman called the
painted lady who went around impersonating a spirit (yes, i know!)
and helping out people.
that character really stayed with me over all these years,
and here i am.
thepaintedlady
can this semester of college just end?
thepaintedlady
for context, my sexist asshole advanced calculus teacher caught me using
my phone in class today. and then proceeded to tell me girls never do well
because they always surround themselves with distractions.
to which i told him, good thing i’m not a girl, sir. i haven’t been one in 3 years.
i’m a 21 year old woman.
and then, i power walked out of his class.
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sheesh_i_was_only_teasing
thepaintedlady
for context, my sexist asshole advanced calculus teacher caught me using my phone in class today.
and then proceeded to tell me girls never do well because they always
surround themselves with distractions.
to which i told him, good thing i’m not a girl, sir.
i haven’t been one in 3 years. i’m a 21 year old woman.
and then, i power walked out of his class.
sheesh_i_was_only_teasing
B A M F
thepaintedlady
okay, nobody asked but since it’s (once again) 3:00 at night and i feel
like oversharing on the internet, let me enthral you with my ‘the person
that could have been so much more’ story.
(basically, this is going to be a rambling where i lay bare my soul.
please feel free to scroll past my mess of emotions.)
alright, before i change my mind—
we met as typically as people in college meet.
at a party.
we were both lurking in the shadows. very uncomfortable with everything
that was happening. and, long story short, we talked a lot.
but someone started puking and then we had to cut short our very romantic
rendezvous.
flash forward to a few months later, we run into each other on campus.
and then we kind of keep running into each other.
sometimes accidentally and sometimes not so accidentally.
it’s really hard to explain but i felt like we really connected, you know?
there were things in our past that were similar, and we shared a lot of common
views and interests.
i don’t know, either i am the most delusional person in the world,
or there really was something there. i mean, the way our eyes would
meet sometimes and he would shyly smile at me. (i swear i am NOT making this up!)
ugh.
anyway. neither of us really acted on it or anything.
in my defense, i had just ended a very long relationship then, and i guess i kept
a lot of feelings repressed within me. like, i actively stopped myself from
feeling things and by the time i did let myself feel, it was already too
late.
he had started dating someone else, and boy, they had history.
like i didn’t even stand a chance. and then he graduated soon after
and we kind of lost contact and that’s how it all ended.
sigh.
thepaintedlady of-pink-auras
helloworld
soft asks:
flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?
fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?
pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.
1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?
moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?
stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?
plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.
lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?
combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?
winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.
love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.
bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.
fin.
thepaintedlady
sheesh_i_was_only_teasing asked:
combat boots!
combat boots:
are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?
i really am not. i tried. i really tried for a long time to be a forgiving
person and let go of things in the past that i cannot control at all.
but that's not who i am at all. there are people that i can never forgive and it took me a very long time to understand that
it's alright if i don't forgive them.
thing is, i was told time and time again that i should choose forgiveness — that it was the right way forward. and i spent sleepless nights over that because no matter how hard i tried i just couldn’t forgive, and that eventually made me feel like i am a horrible person.
but now, at 21, i think i can finally say that this is who i am. there are parts of
me that aren't perfect but i'm at peace with who i am.
thepaintedlady
of-pink-auras asked:
love 💗💖💕
love:
have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realize you’re in love.
honestly?
i have no idea. i mean, i have only had one serious relationship till now and
it did feel like love initially. but looking back, i really don't know if i had
fallen in love then.
i can say i loved him — i still do, we are really good friends, go figure —
but i don’t know if i was ever in love with him, you know?
it’s weird but everytime i think of love i think of all the what ifs of my life.
in the sense, i think of all the times i could have fallen in love. all the people
who could have been so much more had things like timing been alright.
gah.
thepaintedlady
anonymous asked:
Hey! It’s the anon from the other day. The ‘great love’ anon, I guess.
So, your post really got me thinking and I mustered the courage to do
something about it. And, I'm glad I did. I guess I just wanted to say thanks.
that makes me so happy! you have no idea how happy it made
me to wake up to this. Ahhh, I feel all warm and fuzzy now!!