I don't like you Meikai. You'd be on my revenge list if it wasn't for Scron being a sweetie.
I hope nasty trolls gain awareness someday, they'll kick themselves.
I don't wanna risk being stuck with the two dealers
Are you doing anything tonight Myers? I think a familiar face might help me
I don't get why there's so many lesbians on nis.
It's probably sleep deprivation. That's the only way I've been able to tune out background noise in the past. Maybe it isn't normal to hear every word of someone's phonecall and it's just my autism.
It's all tuned out background noise.
In a bus station yday there was a guy talking loudly on the phone, ik he was speaking English but I couldn't understand a word he said. I wondered if I'd forgotten what culchies sound like, if there was an echo in the room making it hard to hear or if there's something wrong with me. But I noticed today too I'm not understanding what people say when I should know.
How can I decide what's important when nothing is important
I've had truffles and vodka but don't think that's the only reason I feel this way. I think my identity is in limbo. I don't want it to evolve, but I don't want people from the past in my life either.
I've noticed I'm not smoking as much here. I hate smoking outdoors, hate the light breezes and the wind blowing smoke everywhere so can't really relax with a smoke outdoors. I might take that into account if I ever try to quit.
It's kind of weird everyone staring at me, I probably wouldn't be able to cope with it if I thought they perceived me as ugly, but I know they don't.
My heart isn't so good so I keep having to remind myself not to walk so fast and to take breaks. I can see how much I have to slow down now. In London I'd do 15-20K steps a day. I could have stayed out longer but am going to rest now to be on the safe side.
My brain feels like a marshmallow or a balloon that could dissipate any minute. Memories of dreams start to surface sulphur.
Warriors dance by the prodigy was 2nd
I listened to smack my bitch up by the prodigy every day before school for years.
Here comes the rain my autism predicted.
I'm waiting for my hair to dry because I didn't bring a hairdryer. The plan is to do my skincare, get bitterballen, maybe go to the library if it's raining, buy truffles then go to the park.
I'm awake and trying to figure out what to do today, how to avoid those men. I need to go for a smoke now.
