My name is Allyson Rozsa. I am a writer and a poet. I love to bake, cook, write, and listen to music. I'm thinking I'm going to be posting mainly my writings here, but don't be surprised if a few random journal entries show up. I'm currently working on a novel that doesn't have a title yet, however, it's almost twenty five chapters already, and that's pretty damn impressive.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I’ve never been so heartbroken but so elated at the same time. It’s a really strange feeling. I want to cry my heart out, but I can’t because I’m too happy.
I love my boyfriend. I want my parents to stop acting like their twelve and deal with their issues with each other.
He says thanks for the water we gave him. #baby #cute #aww #racoons (Taken with instagram)
So cute. #baby #cute #aww #racoons (Taken with instagram)
Baby raccoon! #aww #cute #baby (Taken with instagram)
I wish my boyfriend would text his crummy girlfriend.
I am in a crummy mood today.
When I saw nick last, he gave me his sweater to wear home because it was cold. I’ve been wearing it at work so I don’t freeze. It smells like him. It’s his scent of whatever cologne he wears (if any, or of its just his body wash), his cigarettes (but they, somehow, are not over powering), and just his general smell.
It smells so good, and it’s so calming because it’s like I’m wrapped in his arms.
I need to see him soon. I’m having terrible boyfriend withdrawal.
But hey…I can eat my chipotle chips, and she’d never even know all of the extra crumbs I’ve added to her collection.
I seriously don’t know how anyone can work in these conditions. Everything is sticky. Everything is covered in crumbs. It’s driving me crazy. I feel dirty just sitting here.
And half of the keys on the keyboard have been rubbed off. Think it’s time for a new keyboard.
I’m so grossed out.
I know this is stupid, but this desk is driving my anxiety through the roof. It’s so gross. I can’t take this.
I’m sitting at someone else’s desk today while she’s on vacation. Not only do I have to take my shoes off to get my legs under the desk because it’s so low, but there are crumbs everywhere and half of the keys on the keyboard have been rubbed off. I finally figured out how to raise the keyboard so I don’t have to sit with my legs apart like a whore all day. But seriously. The amount of crumbs on this desk is gross.
