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#my brain with literally any disability I have and/or am being treated for

Well obviously I can’t have chronic fatigue, that’s a real problem for real disabled people that’s diagnosed by doctors probably. Clearly I just have some sort of perpetual exhaustion issue, that is also almost certainly my fault somehow

I don't need it and yet need it so badly

Howls moving castle bound in a more classic style

I don't let myself look up what my school friends are doing now, I'm afraid. Afraid I'll find pictures of a something I missed. I remember us at 11 crowded around a school library computer, you both looked up your favourite wedding dresses most of them mermaid and lacy white, you picked out our bridesmaids dresses and talked about how we would find a colour that at least looked good on us all; I thought powdered blue. I miss being that young, when the only worries where our homework and hoping we where first out for lunch. Maybe you did get married, maybe if I log in to my socials I'll find an invite. Or maybe time has changed too much, we aren't eleven anymore. I wonder if you picked powdered blue or a mermaid dress in lacy white, I wonder if something remains the same.

Please continue about your business

Idk pretty picture or somwthing

The need to write fanfiction about your favorite game can sometimes almost override the fear that literally everyone will hate you and shun you off the internet

no. no. what the fuck? my writing's not allowed to make me feel things. i MADE you. you fool, i MADE YOU