I love living by myself. I don’t want to give that up for anything or anyone. I feel the most at peace and most myself when I feel like I don’t have an audience, when I’m alone and quiet and doing what I want when I want it. I never had that until now. I love it.

I’ve never had someone revolve their entire mental stability around my presence in their life and it feels really scary, especially when your own life feels so tenuous. I feel like I built my identity brick by brick by myself and I want to protect and worship it.

I hold myself back from rushing in and trying to fix everything at once because I know that’s just all of my funkyass childhood sitting there in a corner of my brain like ‘if you don’t soothe this person they won’t love you anymore’, I don’t want to keep doing that pattern.

I don’t like feeling like things are unsaid. I want to get all the shit out in the air so no one is holding onto rocks to throw at each other later. I don’t to feel paranoid about relationships, especially my close ones.

*rubs my stinky little hands together as I plot*

Didn’t get to The Poe Clan, instead read: Birdking Vol.3, The Bugle Call Vol.1, Love Languages, Wild’s End Book 1, At the Mountains of Madness Vol.1 (the manga), and Ew It’s Beautiful.

The Prince in the Basement was okay: interesting and well-paced, but I wish the world-building was more concrete, or at least the terms felt more legit, and not mentioned at the last minute for the sake of explaining the plot. Light drama and gay.

Tsumiki was real cute, wah

We did it, veggies were a lil burnt but good, I have leveled up! 🍠🧅