Ah yes I love when my jealousy somehow doesn’t stop even in a dream so now I wake up pissed off as fuck. Woo fucking hoo to me I fucking guess for getting angry over something that’s not gonna happen but at the same time it’s so semi-realistic my brain is telling me it MIGHT happen. Is this all triggered by the fact he’s away and spending time with them? Fucking probably. Even though he’s coming back tonight and I’m gonna get to see him my brain is still somehow going insane. God I hate being like this, I hate being mentally ill. I was trying to distract myself this entire time but if I think about it too hard I wanna rip my hair out. I’m fine, we’re fine, he said so himself I have no fucking reason to get so worked up so why am I??












