So as you can tell by my awful punctuation and sentence structure, I decided to let out some of the internal monologue from the more anxious part of my brain run down my arms and project onto this screen. I cant help but feel that every time i think about my blog or writing a blog, i'm stuck. Yeah sure i guess i could do a haul or review, like i've previously done, but sometimes they can become draining, as to me, my favourite foundation doesn't always help to take me away, by this i mean, pause reality and let my mind wonder. I tend to do this when reading anything really, a blog or a book, even the local newspaper where puppies are looking for a new home. Something simple like discussing my top ten Mac lipsticks has even made me question the point, yeah sure they are pretty blah blah blah, but aren't there more important things to talk about? Oh, well surely if I like my Mac lipsticks then there shouldn't be an issue, says one part of me, but the other says, em lipsticks aren't even relevant.
What about the 10 hours worth of homework you should have done? wont this affect your life? what if you dont get into college? oh no the world will end, but will it? will this giant piece of rock crumble just because i spent my evening watching skins and not practising how to rationalise a denominator? i dont think so
This is why recently i haven't posted, i love writing, but not necessarily just about beauty and lifestyle all of the time, things are much richer in a deeper sense rather than just money or materialistic things, sometimes we, especially me lose ourselves in that, sometimes we should just take control and not be so harsh on ourselves about things, focus on the present