This ‘thing’ feels like identity theft, and I feel like half a person. At the worst of times it feels like an outer body experience and I feel homesick for an old mental space. I think there’s something wrong with me. I don’t think I like myself enough to like anyone else, at least, not in that way.
“Dear Julie Rush, Following your application and interview for entry to this College we are pleased to offer you a place on the above course.” I got accepted into the degree course for animation! I’m so super stoked. Everything’s comin’ up Milhouse.
Made eye contact with my ex-boyfriend across a crowded bar earlier and it made me realize, I actually miss him? And he’s really smiley and energetic and I’m happy for him. We used to hang out and play x-box together and make out during loading screens, ‘cause seriously, who has the patience for that. And it was all in good fun! And then someone asked if If I was his girlfriend,...
I'm Going To Have A Happy Dream.
I had a really strange dream last night, the world was at war with itself, and nuclear winter stretched halfway across the globe. Governments dropped bombs that didn’t explode, or believe in quick merciful death, instead they’d leak out this thick red smog, the radiation killing everything slowly and painfully, plants and people alike. When they brought the war to our sky, and started...