Noo I’m not, I have a person. Although I think he hates me and, after almost 6 and a half years, living on my own being able to eat Italian food and watch lotr on repeat without question sounds like heaven.
One sleep until I get some therapy! Sitting with a guy who hates everything even more than I do for a few hours is heaven. He’s pretty much the only person who kept me remotely sane (by my standards) last Summer.
getting into an unmade bed is barbaric.
|me:||is it weird to talk to yourself?|