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Really tired. Good night.
(Thought I might say it here because there's no one else to say it to)
(Thought I might say it here because there's no one else to say it to)
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Dream (last night)
Wrote it down in the middle of the night.
I had a dream I could become an insect at will. I forgot which; I couldn't look at myself and I lost all complex thought. Maybe not at will. Maybe it just happened.
I somehow fell in love with another insect, one without a human personality. I don't think. It was something like a mosquito with bright blue wings. It followed me everywhere. Even as a person, I was compelled to reach out a hand. Maybe the insect was similarly attracted. It would always jump to the tip of my finger and sit in contentment. I loved the insect, even though it repulsed me on some level. Sometimes I would twitch, and I wante
Devious Journal Entry
Old journal. Busy with school and private project. Life is the same.
Marriage
My stepfather hates us all, and we are alone in the house with him.
He never does any work, you know? He only has work three or four times a week and he works loosely. Gets paid shit. And now what? Now he's fired. Now he's always going to be home alone with us. Because I bet he won't find a job.
And then he drinks three times a week. Gets so bleary-eyed he nose-dives into the floor and stumbles exactly the way you expect someone to. He once broke a hole in the tv screen. He just knocked a hole in the wall yesterday. He wants my mother to fix it. He wants everyone but him to do everything.
It's not like he beats us or anything. I want to sa
Devious Journal Entry
Sometimes I think compliments are a wonderful thing. I don't think about this often, but I get so few compliments. I don't know how many compliments other people get on a regular basis. Is it more than me? Or less?
The only one who ever compliments me is my mother, but there is something about moderately affectionate mothers like mine that make compliments null and void. They are genuine in a way, but also unrealistic. They only really count when I feel similarly. An example of this would be...what would be an example?
My mother says I am pretty, smart, hardworking, and kind. That is what she gathers when I get straight As, do the laundry,
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Good night, Jade. c: