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venn diagram of SUPER AMAZING INCREDIBLE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE and PEOPLE WHO ARE IN MY FANDOMS and wow look there is virtually no overlap wow none at all why
lol i’m sorry for all the fish on your dash
I’M SORRY THIS BLOG HAS GONE FROM A SUPER RAMBLY ALL TEXT POST BLOG TO LIKE REBLOG ALL THE STUFF idk what my blog is doing sometimes ack
I feel really lonely tonight. All my friends are super freaking out about finals so they’re busy and like TOTALLY UNDERSTANDABLE ok. August is busy and at work and things. ALSO UNDERSTANDABLE I MEAN LIKE. I’m not annoyed all my people have other shit to do haha. Chris stayed up too late and was asleep ALL DAY (he woke up at like 8 pm) so I was alone pretty much all day, and now he’s going to work. he always calls megan on the way to work and me on the way home from work and this is our cute little routine but tonight it makes me sad that he’s calling megan and not me BUT I DON’T WANNA BE NEEDY AND LIKE HE HAS TO TALK TO ME CAUSE LONELY like mehhhhhhh.
I slept with him for part of the day so my sleep schedule is all fucked up, so I’m going to be up all night. Alone. NYEHHHH. I’m so used to having Chris around ALL THE TIME or having people online ALL THE TIME or having texts ALL THE TIME that this sudden lack just feels like isolation. It’s nobody’s fault I’m just coincidentally kind of alone right now and I don’t like it and it’s making me sad.
also it’s freezing down here because my fireplace is super drafty.
and I was happily collaging but I think I don’t have enough stuff to do what I want, and I need to think a lot more about how i want things arranged. And I wanna WRAP PRESENTS but they’re not here, and I wanna write but I’m kind of sad now and so writing is harder. It’s a good kind of sad though - a sad that has a legit cause in my life and doesn’t make me want to hurt myself, just makes me want to cuddle my puppies and pout.
I really, really love my puppies.
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