convincing myself i was fumbled. to cope

story time i crashed out cause last time i went out i met and made out with a genuinely cute guy for once but he lives in vancouver and stuff so nothing happened and he was only like 25 or so and i was feeling weird about it but i’m still so mad cause he was into me but weird about it too like lots of little factors but HE WAS CUTE ! and i keep thinking i smell him on my clothes but i’m pretty sure it’s just my own perfume, which is symbolic but pissing me off bc what a legendary fumble. god

so basically my emotional unavailability evaporated overnight and i feel deeply rejected by everyone and life itself and i can feel myself turning back into an insane person

dangerously close to a crashout rn

obsession fucked me up bad, i actually despise horror movies and i’m far too sensitive for them. and that’s okay

the partner i randomly got paired up with for my presentation is actually so chill and she also works in the restaurant industry and i'm just like finally someone who understands anything...

does anyone wanna become morose and silent with me later