Do you ever just want to say “hi” and be done with something? Or to tell people to “go away” because they’re making you feel negative about ___? As if you could magically disappear and reappear elsewhere where you’re in a positive space and nothing could possibly go right.
Last night I dreamt that I was in some luxurious psychotic ward. I’m not too proud of myself for actually liking it and enjoying the time I spent at said ward, even if it was just a dream. The thought of ever having to go to one still scares me – terrifies me, actually.
There was a pool
ah, screw it.