i hope i randomly get super hot in the next year or two and everyone is just like “oh shit”
1-5. This week was piss. Terrible things kept happening to people I care about. I was stressed and guilty and unstoppably hungry and bummed and unmotivated and needy and distant and just the worst. I feel like a food truck that has crashed into a nuclear waste facility. But he is coming back today after six days away and that is swell. I just need to find my mind and make it do things. I just need to take naps under my electric blanket. I just need to hug people and grow a work ethic and lose the pizza place’s number. I just need to push harder.