𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗

• 08 · 17:36 / rusty lake games dries my last two brain cells i hate it so much T_T but i can't stop playing it + 20:21 / sometimes, for unknown reasons, i feel so exposed. most of the dreams i remember is me walking around naked. there's no mystery, no cloud of smoke, no bright blinding light—i don't feel anonymous at all. my shoulders are tensed all the time from all the futile embarrassment i feel.

𝖘𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗

• 03 · 01:31 / everything's so performative, unable to keep everything to theirselves — but im envious. look at me, this is ridiculous.
• 15 · 04:33 / god i wish i was cooler. i dont know how cool people do it. everywhere i go, physically or metaphysically, i dont belong. and i cant find myself if i cant even find a place to stay. i wish i was never born. mom you should have told me what to do, now im like a dust floating aimlessly.
• 19 · 13:05 / how do i stop myself from hyperfixating on things that don't matter that much T-T + 17:51 / i really hate it whenever i have the complulsion to explain myself to complete strangers even though i really dont have to because one, nobody perceives me and two, nobody cares. + 23:17 / it's okay. im okay. im getting out of this. i promise.