#plausible decodeability

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Between the Bâan TT episode and how I feel watching iopwqmjigzlaigamv or hearing my favorite soundtracks play when rewatching eilmafikzvv, I think I've figured out the twisting in my chest. It's not the melancholy of experiencing something unforgettable that I can't return to, personally or vicariously like TT, but maybe it's my heart being full,

I feel weird for seeing that. Fp pfm lpmv jiwqpdaj rxadw dabm qmg qxq

The mortifying ordeal of existing as i wmmfirmg af oxkdaj is totally what keeps me from going out yeahhh

As much as I like them, some people just make me feel like a tottering new-born giraffe when talking. I can't read them, don't know what makes them laugh, how to dance with their conversation. It's not that they're brick walls, but each button push yields a result 2 ft. left of what I was expecting.

Recurring element through my dreams was that guy who’d killed Vzlfixg. We were walking through a parking garage when she saw him and instantly knew. He pulled out a knife, she asked how he knew (?) and he said it was because she wasn’t wearing her usual claw clip. I tried to text 911 but spelled things wrong and it wouldn’t work. He stabbed her in the chest and I killed him. In later iterations it was in a daylight-exposed roundabout not the parking garage. The news went around school so some people saw a killer but then plenty of people had no idea, so it was still a “they don’t know I killed a man” feeling.

Dreamed about beating these guys with whatever I could get my hands on in my yard. Classes had been in my dining room when Ndzff went home, and later told Kmdmf not to go outside because I could tell there was someone there. Didn’t work, everyone kept getting kidnapped. But they were fine? I just kept hitting these guys with wood chips and wooden beams and my phone to get them to fuck off. Destroyed a car too. Nothing happened after I finally called 911 and eventually my mom showed up and I was mad that she didn’t know what was going on as I kept beating stragglers to death with more of a video game map view