escapism.
my goal is to do pure pointless things and enjoy them;
feeling guilty for no reason is my personnality;
miss you papa
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i once stood still in the candy isle at the supermarket for more than five minutes because i couldn't decide which kinder chocolate i wanted to get, the one with boy or the girl in the wrapper, i don't know what satanic tier paranoia possesed me but i had a cult like belief that my choice meant something, so i spent literal minutes trying to figure what meaning behind each choice could be; i ended up closing my eyes and randomly picking and now i can't remember what it was, (this is the best summary of my twenty something life so far)
my head voice with which i read my emails is for some reason reaaaaaally high pitched and it makes me irritated,
sometimes i'am awake, and my mind is quiet, and my heart at peace;
why did i get invested in this bio ?