me: hey lets get dinner
my stomach: no. we're not hungry. if you even think about food you're going to want to cry
me, not eating: uh. ok?
my stomach, 4 seconds later: FEEDMEFEEDMEFEEDMEFEEDMEFEEDME -
this is not hyperbole btw
i missed dinner bc i didn't have an appetite but just woke up @ 4am w my stomach throbbing in pain so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
This little Carolina Wren flew into our house today. After about 20 minutes I was able to catch it and hold it for a couple minutes before releasing it back outside. I think they're grateful -- or at least don't completely hate us -- because they hung out on the fence for a while afterwards.
two (2) of my friends, being somewhat slow to respond/apathetic in messaging for their own personal reasons:
me, with anxiety: They Must Hate Me I Am The Scum Of The Earth I Am Unworthy Of The Air I Breathe I Wish My Atoms Would Disassemble And Become The Dust Which Scatters Over The Sea