Me: *gets anxious*
Me: chill
Me: *gets jealous*
Me: chill
Me: *overthinks*
Me: chill
Me: *gets clingy*
Me: chill
chill
Me: *gets anxious*
Me: chill
Me: *gets jealous*
Me: chill
Me: *overthinks*
Me: chill
Me: *gets clingy*
Me: chill
chill
I had a dream the other day where I was standing on this platform in a void and a giant sphinx was in front of me about to ask me a riddle and if I answered wrong it would kill me
it asks “what is a human?”
and in my dream my first thought was to that card with “what is a dad” on the front and then “you. you is a dad” inside
so I answer “me. me is a human”
and the sphinx fucking smacked me off the platform
never will i ever force another to love me, like me, feel me, want me or need me. i’m good.
People:*laughing three blocks away from me*
Me:It’s me. They’re laughing at me…
there are too many versions of me in the universe! the girl i bumped into but didn’t stop to say sorry to has a version of me in her mind. the guy i let borrow my homework has another version of me in his. even my friends, my family, and everyone i’ve ever met in my life has their own version of me in their minds that i’m not even aware of
you put it into words
Interesting
I have three moods:
me: i cant move, a cute animal is asleep on me
person: push it off
me: [enraged and offended]
