My brains is so funny cause it sees me in worlds not real, but struggles to acknowledge me in this one.
How are you doing?
You seem quite stressed for your graduation but I'm sure you did great at school. ๐
Hey, thank you for asking, and thank you for the cute gif :>
Tbh I don't know how I'm doing haha. To be honest, it just depends on how well I am able to tune out everything at a certain moment lmao
I've been starting to actually feel bored. My brain can't really even maladaptive daydream anymore, so my brain is just empty, nothing to look forward to, literally nothing. Except my death in like 80 years (I hope my parents live long), just waiting to wait and hurt more.
A bot just messaged me, advertising a sketchy dating site. I might have attracted the wrong energy lol
What do I have to do to attract a yandere?? Do I have to summon them with a ritual, bring a sacrifice??
I feel like I'm one gained kg away from taking an hammer to my Jaw so I couldn't eat solid foods again.
Iโm at an awkward stage now where my body begs me to rot in bed, but I know better.
Still, Iโve been at that awkward stage for years now, and I know better.
I should shower, I should eat, I should become active, take my vitamins, take care of myself, because I know better.
So why is it that I know better, but donโt do any of that?
Gotta love it when the shift you kinda didn't wanna do turns out to go along well, even being enjoyable.
Saw a girl with the tiniest waist and a butch gf at work today. Idk if I even like girls like that, but have never wanted to be someone so bad in a while.
I feel as if ill never be able to escape my food addiction. I feel prisoned for eternity. I don't want to live like this, but its part of my whole being. It has fuzed itself into every fiber of me. The only way to escape it is to kill myself.
When you had started to kinda forgot about him but then see him again after a long time:
I fantasize about possessing you in every way possible, ensuring that no one else ever comes close to you again.
she/her. just a digital diary of cringe and vents. 19
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