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crap, meenah vwas JUST online. get back here and see howv happy i am.
i vwish i could help her more. i knowv im being a burden just by sticking around here mooching her time and energy. maybe i should learn to bake or something.
pathetic.
god todays been a lot to take on emotionally.
fuck.
i guess vwe are alike.
okay.
i need to do something.
someone: *genuinely cares about my self-destructive ass*
me:
honestly kind of ungrateful of him to be this cynical about havwing being THRUST back to life by, granted, an evwil blueblood, i had to take matters into my OWVN hands. in fact, he vwas probably enjoying being dead. i had no idea he VWAS dead, vwhich is a tad unsettling, but from his blog it sounds like he vwants to go back there.
“i’m in kind of a weird mental place right now” i say, as if there are times when i am not in a weird mental place
howv do i ask for help vwithout making myself sound incompetent.
CRUD. i lost all my svweet dream loot huh.
nowv i just. need to gather the rest of my thoughts. this is a lot more jarring than i anticipated it to be, and admittedly i should havwe spent more time preparing for the shift than i did. vwhich vwas none. but horuss didnt tell me howv awvkvward and stiff i vwould feel at first. or. howv it feels like my thoughts are being fed to me. mechanically. somehowv. is there anything organic left about me?
jesus shitting christ, so much has happened. is it absurd to comment that abovwe all else, im still thinking about that night vwith pizza? i vwas off my rocker to so flagrantly hate on discount maryam right in front of such a prime spade candidate, but i dont think he evwen understood vwhat vwas going on. and honestly, if anything, he vwas probably just amused. confusedly entertained. aroused, evwen? regardless, that vwas the dullest part of an experience that probably shone like a beacon of allure into the deepest trench of unforgivwing sad DARKNESS that vwas his boring life as a robotic nobody before i strolled onto the scene.
i keep trying to orchestrate things that make my life easier and more palatable to my tastes, but all ivwe EVWER been able to do is complicate evwery imaginable aspect of my plans. recent and upcoming situations are starting to feel like i chomped off more than i could chewv out of something seriously sinewvy.
oh code fucking red.