The Beginning of the End

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Hello my little specs of stardust,

My name is Little Miss Moon (but you can call me Moony), a person of gloom and solitude, and I am someone who does not know what to do with her life. I see many people my age aspire to be doctors, lawyers and similar aspirations. I, on the other hand, do not know what I want- I can't even see myself a year from now. 

Do not threat, I don't intend to take my life. I am someone who want to live my life out to the fullest, but does not know where or even how to do so. I can imagine you may feel the same. 

I suppose this is some sort of intro, an insight into the entity who you cannot see. 

☾ Let me tell you a bit about me. ☽

I adore candles. Are they not simply magical ? I can watch the single flame pulse for hours, the way the wax drips so agonisingly slowly down the shaft of the candle. People around me claim I own too many, but I think 131 candles is not enough. 

I have 2 dogs and a cat. My cat is the child I will never have. She is a bratty little thing I'll admit, but she has the most beautiful silver and white fur, as if she was made from a shooting star. My dogs are particularly affectionate, one will use you in order to sit on the worn out cushions of our sofa and the other will stare at you until you give him some meat. 

I love to read. I could read all day. I love classics, and odd books. If you know a weird book, something disturbing or peculiar, please do let me know. I have stacks upon stacks of books in my bedroom, my bookshelves are filled up. See, I would get some more shelves, however I find a strange comfort when seeing my books in stacks. I am currently reading Twilight, I am yet to watch the films.

Nail varnishes are my life. I have a whole collection of different colours, I have sparkles and  glitter and matte and shiny. I have lots really. I like to experiment, sometimes I have multicoloured ones and sometimes I have a single colour. At this current moment I have plain black, which is chipping off slightly. I should fix that.

There is beauty in the dead. When flowers die I never throw them out, rather, I keep them. My friend gave me this lovely pink flower once, as soon as I got home I hung it upside down for it to dry intact. Now, it sits next to my record player, looking pretty for me. 

I could go on and on about all the things I like, but we'd be here for a rather long time.

Something else about me is that I find peace in my solitude. Yes, I have friends, I have a few actually, yet I much prefer being on my own. I'm currently in sixth form (a junior- to you Americans), I have had somewhat of a glow up since year 8, yet in year 11 that is when you could say I turned "pretty", new people (people who walked right past me before) started to talk to me and I gained new friends. Guys started to add me on Snapchat more often and I started to unintentionally attract some people romantically in my school, I even had my first and only boyfriend for a couple months in year 11. I have noticed 2 things. 1: When you turn pretty, people want to be your friend, they'd like to get your socials, they want to talk to you and be around you, especially when you're also quiet like I've been my whole life. 2: Life is better when you're friends with less people, there is less drama, less rumours and less disappointment. 

Yet, sometimes I wish I had no friends whatsoever.

Anyway, I'm not quite sure why I've started this blog. Perhaps its to make me feel useful, like I'm someone people rely on. I will write random things, I'll vent, perhaps add some advice or tips occasionally, maybe talk about my day or rant about random things. Who knows? 

Enjoy the gloomy moon, my moths♡

Yours, until the stars forget me- Moony⋆˚࿔