Lately every time I walk down the stairs I'm afraid I'm going to fall. I've been going down the same staircase literally since I was born but lately I've been so anxious about it. I stand at the top of the steps and hesitate. Why now? I have to force myself to calm and just go. This has been very weird and I don't know why I do it.
School is pretty much over. I only have 3 finals to do over the next 2 days. Then it's summer. It doesn't feel like summer. I don't think it will ever again.
You're not clingy. I'M clingy. I wish someone was as clingy to me as I am. I would enjoy the attention. I don't think you're clingy in the slightest actually. Because you said you missed me? I say that to you like every single day. I write it in all my Wattpad chapters. You'd have to do a lot worse than that to have me think you're clingy. Just relax.
It's pride month. Identities are especially hazy these days. Bisexual is a weird term right now. I don't identify with anything. Queer is the best thing to say right now. I'm nothing and everything. Stop looking at me!
Officially not going to camp. Why do I feel so regretful?
I can't stop watching Smosh. It's not funny and the humor is honestly so cringey. I think when I get into these mentally ill phases I subconsciously seek out nostalgic things to comfort me. It was GMM at one point. I can't watch anything else. I'm tired of it.
I am such a hypocrite.
Porn is getting awfully boring. I'm tired of the degradation of women that comes along with all of it. Even the mass amount of femdom is just getting too much. I'm just tired of sex. Like the weezer song. Sorry I was honest about my porn consumption and mentioned weezer in the same paragraph.
I should turn on notifications for Wattpad. I always miss when you post unless you directly tell me.
Driving is so scary but I want to do it so bad.
I need to write more fiction. I constantly have ideas in my head but they sound so cringey written down. I have a separate little Wattpad book that I'll probably start using for that stuff. Ugh.
Your wattpads are always so cool. You talk about actually interesting things and I love reading them. I say the same boring stuff everytime. I honest to God don't understand why you enjoy these at all. I hope they get better cause holy shit they suck.
Boobs boobs boobs.
I've been making a new playlist recently. It's pretty good I think. I always like yours. Why has this devolved into me sucking your dick. Let's stop it now before it gets out of hand.
Lyrics of the chapter (that have nothing to do with anything else);
Pheromones
Baby, your pheromones
Have me shaking in my bones
Make me moan
Baby, you make me moan
When you kiss me when I'm stoned
And I just want to lick your lips
And suck your breasts
Cover you with sticky hickeys
On your neck
You inch me closer to cumming
Baby, I'm cumming
Oh! I'm cumming
