I've Had More Strawberry Lemonade In The Past Few Days Than I've Ever Had In My Entire Life, And Honestly,

Someone recently replied to a comment I made a while back, and I thought I'd put in here!

"This is why I want to be famous. So people have someone they can make sillie little videos about or draw pictures of. Someone they can write stories about and watch compilations of. I know some people would be uncomfortable if they found people making content about them, but I like the idea of people having someone that they talk about or that inspire them make things they're confidante enough to share it with others. Just existing could put a smile on at least one person's face, and that just seems worth it."

Brb, I'm gonna go freeze to death.

My little sister commented under a video that it made her cry, and apparently someone replied, "Good. Suffer."

She said they reminded her of me?

I want to take it as a compliment, but I don't know if I should.

My alarm clock scared me, so I turned it off and forgot to turn it back on. Now I have no grasp on the concept of the passage of time.

I'm listening to Creator by Lena Raine, the music box version, and I really feel like wandering through an empty castle during a storm and crying. Like the lost ghost of a child long forgotten, mourning the loss of love never received. Like the pain would be physical, yet silent, if they still had a body to feel.

... or something like that.

It's almost the middle of the night and I went downstairs to check on my laundry, and in the kitchen stood my older sister making pancakes???

I walked up to her, and she said, "You want some? I made too many."

I think I know who my favorite sibling is.

I think I might be sick...

Hi!

I don't know what I'm doing.

I am in so much PAIN right now, it's not even funny.

I can barely even walk. I literally just sitting in bed, not even moving, and I can still feel it.

It's times like this I wish I lacked a physical form.

*dramatically sighs as toss myself onto a couch* I wish gay people were real.