I mean I”m not dying in a genocide, forced to execute a genocide, I’m not being a abused, starved, and I”m not 400 pounds.
but you know emotional distress and now i”m drinking while in the library and writing my essay. I’m also listening to tegan and sara and maybe beginning to miss the way things used to be which I thought would never happen.
I kind of miss them alot. this is weird. and maybe I”m excerpierancing regret. How do I know I’m doing the right thing?