2plus2to22 - Unspoken Devotion.

doxxing myself

(HOT tulip guy

(with stone of wise

ever since i left the city YOU! (powerful shock wave emanates from me and shatters all nearby windows)

This is kind of crazy to even think of writing out but I'm doing it anyway (pending doom?)

I realised I subconsciously categorised my friends into different percentages.

Like, I adore my friends and would absolutely want to see them achieve well in life, because they exist and by existing they deserve to be loved. Still, uuuuuhm, the percentages comes in a form of "how much effort do I push into our relationship with each other" I suppose?

Which is weird to say at least... okay wait, no, while typing this and processing more of my inner thoughts I just had an epiphany.

It's called being biased! Jesus christ, what level of dunce am I surfing at? That's such a normal thing to even mope over and feel guilty about. Hello?

ねる…

I'm going to sleep...