Ds stupid keyboard

It takes me ages to type cos Im at Ds and his keyboard is fucked up. I feel like my fingers are getting a workout.

Aanyways.

Being around him while he´s like going through some sort of epilogue reminds me of breaking up with R. And yes, even though I was all bitchy about her before (jealousy issues, we´ve been over this before), of course I side with her. Sometimes I´d love to just steal his phone and type for him because I think I could make her feel better than he is (yeah that´s my control issues playing in.. damn I´ve got a lotta issues), but I´m actually gonna stay the hell out of it, other than telling him, or them both since I´ve understood she may read this, that it´s gonna be okay.

No wait, who the fuck am I to declare that, I´m still down about R. I guess wha improves is you eventually don´t want the other person anymore because you realize they don´t think of you the way you like to think about yourself.

Now I got a bit distracted because I relized I can swing my legs in this chair.

Yes I´m fiddly like hell. always fucking moving. "You´re not the first person here who does that" the phsycologist said. Ha-ha. I´m now officially diagnosed and in treatment... they could see from my tests that I´d been starving and purging. FML.

Gonna go be social now, D´s back from the shower. And no, he´s not naked lol get a life.

x

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