#coleidesays

im still dying because of that coffee. how come i can drink liters of alcohol and be completely fine, but a cup of (3 spoons of coffee, 4 spoons of sugar) almost killed me. why did i almost died twice today (car almost hit me). im probably dramatising. but that coffee made me feel like fainting and forced to be speed at the same time. i ended up drinking lots of water, taking painkillers, calming pills, running laps around the house, doing push ups, cursing at a game in the most gruesome manner. i felt like throwing up, had a panic attack on the way, was shaking, my tummy's upset, invasive thoughts kicked in, my lower back is absolutely dying and breathing's difficult. so yeah, no coffee for me. alcohol's safer

i saw my cat on my mom's lap and said something like: "you vile traitor you dare to sleep on other's lap?!" she meowed at me, so I responded with " and she dares to argue!" in no time she jumped off the lap, galloped over to me and jumped into my arms from the floor

so i woke up from sedation and the first thing i said was: “what did you use to put me to sleep? propofol?” “...yes”

my parents said that what i cooked today was good!!

I found this old Ninjago fanfic that I wrote in 2019 (!) and wow I don't remember it at all. What's even better is that I'm actually enjoying reading that. Even though I used descriptions instead of showing sometimes the relationships between characters seem natural, the way they speak match the characters and some things about emotional things make me feel a bit better about what I'm coming through right now. Thank you little me