So much. I have so much. And here I am complaining.
It would be nice if that realization made me feel Better.
“Take a nap”
I won’t go outside.
I can barely look at myself in the mirror, why would I go outside where people can actually see me? I don’t know why I don’t just avoid the mirror. It’s like I want to look at myself and do the lipbite squint but I still feel bad so it’s not the same.
The soda did nothing but get me through half an episode of ridiculous crap and a YouTube video.
I hear cicadas. Reminds me of Higurashi.
I wonder if they’re mad that im lounging on their bed and messing it up. I need to remove this can. My head hurts.
Take a nap. I’ll take a nap.
I have no right to complain if I don’t put any effort into making things better. That’s always been true. I never care for it though.