Love you, my stars. It’s been a rough week, hasn’t it? I feel like I say that every week
Anyways, thanks for helping me get through it. This is gonna sound ridiculously cheesy, but I think I can get through about anything as long as you’re with me.
thank you for loving me. I’m glad you love me, and I’m sorry that I cannot be the partner you deserve. I’ll keep trying. I miss you. It was nice when you’d laugh at the things I said. Most of the things I said were to make you laugh.
It’s ironic that I’m the one confessing my sins to you. But, regardless, let’s see
I can’t remember much of this week besides playing with my new pet rat (shout out to Algernon). I was upset on Monday, I think. I think that was the day something bad happened to me? I don’t think I did anything wrong then, but I still feel gross about the situation. People keep telling me it wasn’t my fault, but would I rather be in the right and alone or repenting over nothing and forgiven for something I didn’t do? Riddle me this, Fordsy!
I guess I could be working harder on stuff. I’ve got a lot of work piled up and it’s gonna kick future me in the ass. I feel worthless when I’m not working. Do you feel that way too?
Well, you’re not. You’re worth more than ANYTHING, okay? I wish you could answer me, Sixer. I miss your voice and your funny smart brain
another killer migraine today, but I survived. Fuck I’m having trouble coming up with positive things to say. I wish you could help me
I was decently social this weekend? I got a legendary dragon in roblox dragon adventures? I got a pet rat, but that doesn’t really reflect anything good about me. I guess I could say I’ve been patient with him. He’s really easily scared and I have to be super gentle and slow and quiet. There you go, I’ve been patient.
Miss you. I’m still trying to break a bad habit of mine. And I still feel like I’ve been reverting back to a worse version of myself lately. I’ve been kind of a stalker towards this one specific person who’s trying to avoid me on here. And I’m still not letting it drop until he gives me an explanation, let it be known. Maybe that’s bad of me, but he lied and I deserve to know what’s going through that mind of his. I hate liars but I couldn’t hate him. If you’re reading this, person I’m talking about, you should respond to me! Let’s have a good old fashioned conversation, huh? There’s probably no way he’s reading this unless he’s stalking me back but just in case.
I shouldn’t even care about any of these people because I didn’t do anything to them and obsessing over it is only making me act crazy, and not crazy in a good way. I just miss him. and I’m lonely
Anyways, I’ll check again on the status of that situation. then I’m off to sleep. zzzzzzz. you know how it is. zzzz
I got off topic. it’s late. early? it’s morning. i get up in a little over five hours.
tired. I miss you sleeping with me (literally). you’re warm and you smell good. i also like the way you hold me and i love your hands. they’re my favorite hands ever. you’re kind of hairy but that’s to be expected of mammals and I forgive you. I’m teasing, I love your hair, sweetheart, it’s soft and beautiful. need to bury my whole face in it
night night, Ford. I love you and I’ll always always love you