Who creampied you?
It’s family night and I learned the power of super hearing tonight.
My dinner has been Ketel One tonight. Food hasn’t been a concern this last week with everything that’s been going on outside of attracting and sleeping with married men. It’s been such a shitty week and I’ve kept the shit on lockdown from everyone except my baby brother. But hey, no anxiety attacks.
I know I’m not the parent, but my mom has me really concerned and I don’t have a way to contact her right now, nor do I know where she’s living. Part of me wants to say fuck it all and throw my hands up, but the caretaker part of can’t do this.
I don’t even feel remotely bad for something, probably because I’m selfish. I’m desensitized to so much lately, I think. Maybe it’s part of my I really do what I want and tend to give zero fucks; I just make jokes, but I’m truly indifferent.