Nope and nope. I’m just trying to get back on my feet, and I’m lucky if I can feel anything. Don’t really feel anything sexual or romantic and if I do, it’s short lived. Maybe it’ll get better with time.
It’s cool because now when I lie down to sleep, my head is filled with lots of floating thoughts and ideas.
It hasn’t been like this in a while.
Part of me wants to make a jackolantern this year
Part of me is too lazy to fuck with it
I laid on my bed eating Halloween oreos and I woke up two hours later with crumbs in my hair this is my legacy
I wish this fucking medicine would work so I could stop breaking down crying for once in my god damn life