#not function

absolutely wild that stories can teach you things about yourself u never understood but have always been there. Do u know how many things I've learned about myself because someone loved a character enough to write that into them? Incredible.

(oh shit I've broken shit fuck)

I feel fine, but all I can remember how to do is make toast, tea, and coffee. I can't remember how to read books or dress or shower or cook or talk to people, or leave the house. I literally don't know how. this is what it's like, and it's not (for me) depression.

daily routine of it gets dark at four and I've done nothing; let's try and change that. first by arranging food right now.