Why doesn't anyone talk about how hard it is to relearn something and stay consistent with it? bleeeh TT
btw, silly little anecdote from yesterday:
I usually always have the desire to climb trees because it's not something I've done, so when I went for a walk with my mom and brother, around that place is full of decently small trees that can be climbed, so I decided to try to climb one and I managed to do it, but-
I had no idea how to get down and the automatic image in my head was that when cats can't get down from trees either so i just started meowing until my brother helped me down by carrying me.
I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty I feel so empty
I feel like I have the need to throw up something displeasing and nauseous that is inside me
I want to cry and sleep and cry and sleep and tear out my heart with my bare hands, I am aware that I am a disgusting person but still-
it just feels unfair
I'm going to send my mooties plushies that give me their vibes because I want to and because I can.
three years more, three years more, just three years more... five at the most.
I know I can hold them in, no matter how many times I have to cry, I really wish it was just five years.
My own mother's "it really would be better if you killed yourself" keeps ringing in my head.
Like, eventually it will happen, but
there are no buts
I really love when people hang pretty dresses on their bedroom walls so I wanted to do that too ^^
I like the sum of numbers starting from 4, except those who wear 6
4, 8, 12, 20, 24, 28, 32, 40...