back after 5 years, wow i forgot i posted any of this. i don't think I'll be deleting anything, for the sake of an archive and whatnot.
i doubt anyone will care more than i do to read the posts here but if you stumble across this account please don't take it too seriously i was very young when i posted these things 5 years ago, and quite genuinely everything has changed since then.
alright, back to being m.i.a.
back after 5 years, wow i forgot i posted any of this. i don't think I'll be deleting anything, for the sake of an archive and whatnot.
i doubt anyone will care more than i do to read the posts here but if you stumble across this account please don't take it too seriously i was very young when i posted these things 5 years ago, and quite genuinely everything has changed since then.
alright, back to being m.i.a.
I haven't been on this account in months and I'm looking at my past messages and thinking, like damn was I a depressed little sh*t . Lol, I'm better now tho. So ye, if anyone's reading aha.
ignore this, it's just me being a confused lil sh*t.
it's not sad.
it's not depressed.
it's not.. i don't know.
it's probably impaitent. and sorta lonely.
i just want someone there.
someone who'll care.
someone.. who won't go... sorry. i don't know. ignore this. i'm sorry.
I just finished off two presentations for tomorrow, for once I feel sort of proud
Oh, and I hid a bunch of uwu's in one but we aren't talking about that—
me: it feels like ages since i talked to her
brain: it was literally five days ago
me: yea i know but it feels like weeks
brain: but it was only five days ago
me: or months
brain: woha ok lets go back to weeks it wasn't that long ago, jfc...
me: it feels like weeks ago
brain: but it was five days ago??
me:
brain:
me:
brain:
me: who's fucking side are you on?
im meant to be asleep but this just came to mind
see what i did there
yeah
heheh
i'll show myself out
humor does not mix well with all this edginess below
like damn can i make up my MIND??
that was intention
okbyeloveya--
roses are red,
violets are blue,
sugar is sweet, and so are you
but the roses have wilted,
the violets are dead.
the sugar-bowls are empty,
and my wrists are stained red