I am always more than a little happy when I see bloggers saying something that I agree with but don’t want to be the one to say first; I agree with the sentiment but didn’t want to be the one to put it out there first.
But since I’m not first I’ll say it: I never liked the cupcake trend. Give me a pie or an actual, mature slice of cake. Cupcakes are great and all, give me food that’s not twee.
Speaking of twee, I am also quite over the hipster aesthetic. I’m burnt out on seeing it on blog headers, I’m tired of seeing children with weirdly overly abstract but not foxes and other woodland animals. Foxes are nice. Foxes with exaggerated features and diamonds are starting to grate on me.
My body and I are at war. I don’t do weight loss well, and I’m at the place where I am internalizing other people’s issues in a way where I’m frankly tired of hearing about them. Maybe that’s the point of this entry, I’m just tired of it all. Maybe I need a vacation somewhere with pretty leaves and a lot of sheep. But I’m tired of having to pat people’s hands and tell them that their bodies are fine. Mostly because I want someone to do the same for me but for a thousand social excuses it won’t happen. And in my head it’s always excuses I’m given, not actual solid social logic.
I suppose that’s my final confession, right now I’m grumpy.