come along, pond!

I’ve been locked up, unable to sleep, which has given me a lot of time to reflect. I don’t invest a lot of time in this blog, nor do I have an astounding number of followers, but I think it’s time to stop and put everything past me. All those bad thoughts, all that stupid pining, all my complaints. This is a very impulsive decision but I honestly think it’s a good one.

Basically making this post so you’ll know to unfollow. I’ll be making a personal one (I’ve always felt guilty for doing personal posts because I know I have a lot of DW/fandom followers), if you want it then just ask :)

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“Burn it to the ground.”

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I don’t know if it’s the weather or my neck or my head or my eyes, but I can’t concentrate on words properly or even properly look at myself in the mirror. I have a splitting headache on the right side of my head, and my neck’s too sore to lie down. The heat’s really getting to me, I think. It’s going to be a long week.

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My head is a mess. Why did you reappear, I was so happy without you in my life. I didn’t think like that anymore, I didn’t have to be good for your standards, I didn’t have to try, I didn’t have to worry. Now you’re back, reminding me of everything that’s wrong. I don’t think I have the guts to face you, and I don’t want to. Mostly because I told you things, thinking you were a good person and a good friend, and now what am I left with?

Which brings me to my next point, I feel like a mess because I feel manipulated. I know I’m not a good person, but somehow I still feel so taken advantage of. You said you weren’t gong to guilt trip me, so why did I feel so guilty? And right after I agree, you simply smile and leave. What about all those reasons I gave you before? Don’t they matter to you? Because your reasons for wanting me to go mattered to me, that’s why I agreed.

I realised how accusatory this post is, but I am just so exhausted of people and I just want to crawl into a ball and forget time or anything exists. But I can’t.

I promised myself and someone else that if I agreed to this I wouldn’t complain, so this is my last post on this matter, at least until after the trip, unless something happens in-between.