there’s this little girl my mum looks after who really uninhibited with how she writes, like she’ll just chuck out some interesting letter combinations, or she’ll intentionally reverse letters because of what’s either side of them because it changes how the whole thing looks for the better. It’s fucking cool, she’s 3.
this version of me in in the process of dying and i don’t know what’s coming next! scary
my memory is fucked. this is so frustrating why can’t I remember my relationships with people