nothing to do online but i'm still here like a pest

laying on my back in bed. the last hours were a blur. did i sleep? did i not? 我的心好像碎了。

it's sinking in. a little. unsure if i want to sleep tonight or not. god(s) i wish the last years of my life were fake. im a cis girl right

it hurts knowing what they’re probably up to. i can guess that they’ve been calling

for what its worth, i like you

i wish school would start sooner. it’s lonely in the box

who’s that fool in the mirror?

always, my ocs are the only ones i understand fully. they live in my head, after all. such interesting people- and i created them too?

listening to music or having my headphones on feels like a type of stasis. stuck in my little test tube, unable to get angry or even feel

screw it all. oc loresheet time. feeling giddy

sometimes it feels like i'm telling big fat lies to myself and the world

life is kind of a big fat joke isnt it. the hand of fate i guess

pulled out hair too much and now theres a noticeable notch on my left middle finger., i guess ill stop for a bit

bedrotting day 91828291. my stomach is cramping

maybe people don't care about me as much as i think they do

the beginning. I don't intend to tell my friends about this so let's see how active they are in status.cafe stream