date: 11/4/2022
mood: anxious, melancholic
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today has been so much, yet so little.
i was productive in some ways. school wise, i did well! i did my work. i have some assingments left but it will be okay. im comfortable with where i am. i feel myself yearning for the comfort i have previously felt. i lay in bed, room cold, wishing that the warmth of the blanket covering me would make me feel something like how it used to. im older. i feel gross. im old and im older and im old but i am just now realizing what it meant to be a child. i am tired of being an object to this world sometimes. i cant seem to stop it though. this is cheesy and dumb but whatever lmfao
i want to feel comfortable, however the thought of people viewing me in ways i know they have and do makes my skin crawl. im nauseous when i think too hard about it. reminds me of when i was a kid, i thought nauseous meant lightheaded. i would always insist i was nauseous despite the fact that it was always just me being orthostatic or something. anyways, idk. idk why im writing this! maybe i will keep it up. probably not. which is fine, i guess. mitski is on now lmfaoooooo i just want a hug but also to never ever be seen ever again. to crawl into a hole and vanish as i am now?! idk.
i want to be naked. i dont mean my body; im floating away.
some things cosmic, angel olsen