Stuff Of Dr.Johm

{which is Phillippe LO}

I remember when I was trying to sleep, but I felt sad about something. I felt sad. I felt guilty of something. I felt like I took something away from Phillippe, and I felt terrible for that. I felt so remorseful I started apologizing non stop. I genuinely cried while holding my pillow tight, I was so sorry for Phillippe, and I still kind of am. It made me realize that I was genuinely obsessing this stupid fungus. I can still remember how I felt back then, and I held that remorse even while I was writing a Phillippe fanfic. I was horrified at how close to home my vent writing was, to the point I wanted to "cope" which would hurt me more than it's ever worth it. Had to tone that part down before finishing it.

Then I had another moment where I cried to Phillippe. I remember feeling absolutely useless and miserable, so I felt the need to imagine his comfort. I felt like he would understand what it meant to be nothing, I felt like he would understand me. I cried to him again, it was getting obsessive again. I could remember holding onto my pillow imaging it was Phillippe telling me it's okay to be like this, man...

I'm trying to keep my Phillippe obsession under reasonable oevels, because I really don't want to hurt myself over a fungus pretending to be a moth. I definitely love him quite a bit, but I have to remember to take care of myself.

Sorry this was a bit different from my other posts, I needed to toss this somewhere so, yeah, sorry. Hope y'all are doing good •>•

Paige that's pecking FUNGUS

paige.. i remember you're excuses.

fly my wings, unless I accidentally pressed J a little too late cus my brain slept for a moment