compulsively daydreaming about a fictional romantic partner while u legit have a real life partner is so fucking guilt-inducing
like
you will never be as good as this person in my head
no one will ever be as good as this person in my head
i will never be as good as the "me" inside my head
our real-life love will never be as good as the love of these people in my head
if it was possible for anyone or anything to feel as good as "me" being with the person in my head, i wouldn't have escapism shackling me down in the dungeons under this stupid little mind palace
but here we are again i guess. every fucking day of the week, i guess














