It's like my throat is swollen and my nose is runny so I can't breathe properly, headache because I slept wrong on my neck and my teeth hurt from getting my braces adjusted yesterday, my skin feels dry, I'm dehydrated, sugar is the only thing keeping me going and for some reason I'm not feeling the cold, went out without gloves and didn't notice it's 3C, had the window open this morning as well.
I need a hot stone massage and a chiropractor to crack my neck, then a session in a cat cafe.
Dehydrated and sickly. My mental health has been bad lately so now I have to get done what normally takes me three weeks to do in one week. I just took a smart drug and plan to soldier on today but I am sick.
I’m remembering stuff like throwing stones at people when I wanted them to come talk to me and not saying goodbye to anyone on the last day, in primary and secondary school. Idk what was wrong w me.
That’s when my repulsion toward boys started, because they picked their noses and would read captain underpants which I found immature.
Starting to wonder if I’m the only person who doesn’t pick their nose. I remember my teacher telling us not to do it when I was five and I stopped immediately, never did it again. I remember a guy used to eat it after and then kiss girls, it really grossed me out and still does. Idk why people do it.
I don’t want to give the male species credit for my mind or end up hurting someone when they find out so idk…
I’m in the process of migrating to a better place and someone wants to be my friend but they’ve assumed I’m a guy. I’ve never catfished anyone before but now I’m wondering if I should just let them think I’m a guy because maybe that’s the only way I’ll have a real friend.
I've been dead inside since I was 21 and was thinking today that I could live another 30 years and don't want to be sad every minute of it because of my childhood.
I'm freaked out because I'm looking at pics of me from just a few years ago and I look like a completely different person now. You wouldn't think they were the same person.
Thinking about my dad, how he burned down his house that he built by himself. I wonder if he was really relieved after he did it or distraught. It was everything in the house as well, his mother's ornaments, my trophies, photos.
I think I'm sick. The past few days I've felt like fainting at times and it doesn't feel like normal reasons for feeling faint. Yesterday I did fuck all, couldn't get out of bed which isn't normal for me. My nose is runny as well.
I got a big bottle of Frites sauce and am tempted to bring it with me to McDonald’s today
