writing this from my bathroom. on my phone. tbh, i’m tired. i ate meat for the first time in two weeks. it was chill. i was tired of floating around in my thoughts all the time. i hope i sleep well tonight. life is cool. i want a boyfriend. someone who can experience all the weirdness of life with me. my stomach is going to hurt. i washed my clothes with a lipstick in the mix. i’ll inspect the damage in the daytime. for now, piles of clothing in my room.
good night.
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