now, a tragedy in greentext.
>be me, 25 year old tgirl
>fuck up relationship with schizophrenic plural girl
>meet borderline plural girl who gets attached to me
>uhh not sure what is happening
>a week of knowing her and fuck it up
>same thing that happened with my ex happened with her where i introduce her to an old friend she likes more than me because im emotionally withdrawn
>pretty sure thats not how it went at least but i am projecting and insecure
>i get to be a lesson in what to not love
>be me, 26 year old tgirl
>i get to be a lesson in what to not love
>everyone gets sad being around me because i am sad all the time
>i get to be a lesson in what to not love
>cause myself to live in a timeloop
>haha fuck dot jpeg
i think i am coming to love Carli, at least i hope i am. im afraid of using her. shes sweet, cares about me, actually social and you dont need to go "hey you should go to this thing" all the time, she watches anime, has actual thoughts on philosophy, could be quite a good poet if given time, is nice to hold, smells good, has a curiousity, actually communicates, is mature. better than someone that is not wanting to talk to people, doesnt communicate, hates me, and everything that margo is/was. i like Melissa, fae or something that occupied the body it occupies has been my friend for uhh, four years maybe?. she seems to be doing better than when we first met. i seem to doing worse than when we first met. i seem to be doing nothing.
i think in the future, or maybe for a week or two or an entire month i am going to schedule my posts to post in a month, two months, five months, eleven months, maybe even a year. maybe i will post some right now. we will see. i will schedule one right now, to be posted in uhh, three months. oh well.
