Seven years seems like a blur to me really. Have I wasted most of it? Probably.. I'm alive, if thats of any value. I've struggled mentally alot.. who even reads this anymore.? Hello.. ha ha. I forgot what it feels like to ramble on this thing.
A bunch of run on sentences.
Do I dare mention the big 19? Covid, that it. I'm 30 now.
Ended up catching it. What the fuck was that? Am I just a constant disease now?
People watch the news too much and I don't think that's good for their own mental health.
I really want to get out of this country before they ban that too.
Where would I go? With my dog ðï¿½ï¿½ï¿½
A beach. No, the mountains. Somewhere with fresh water and fruit.
I should have started digging my bunker when I said I was going too.
Maybe I should start typing my random thoughts more often.
I don't know what to do about Anthony. I love him. But he treats me like, not that great.
I don't feel loved. 9 years is a long time. Who knows. I don't
Who ever reads this, I apologize for not making any sense.
I use to have pen pals or something on here, what happened?
I don't know.