Oh look its 3am and I have been laying in bed for the past three hours doing nothing.
„,all the narusasu yaoi fan pages I like,…..all the yaoi pages I liked, oh the horror of bebo and It was all txt speak like wut I cdn’t evn say cr@p
I am glad I grew up
My Bebo days were also my weeaboo days http://archive.bebo.com/Profile.jsp?MemberId=20914502
(￣▽￣)ノ - we don’t talk but hi~
(●⌒∇⌒●) - you fab, senpai
(◕‿◕✿) - you’re cute
o(╥﹏╥)o - you make me nervous
(´ε｀ )♡ - i want to kiss you
ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ - i want to hug you
ヾ(-_-;) - you’re annoying
(>д<) - why won’t you notice me???
(¬д¬。) - i don’t like you, go away
(*´ｪ｀*) - i’m too shy to talk to you…
(´･ω･`) - ((anything you want to say/ask))
So I managed to slice my finger open on a wrench
Bad picture is bad but can you see how baggy my top is? This time last year it clung horridly to me.
Progress is slow but happening,
I was going to have a nice lunch. sausages and scrammbled egg then I did one little thiung and Leon had a rag at me and I waited till they left the flat ti break down. I don’t even want these sausages now but they are cooked and can’t waste them.
please don’t make people with depression feel guilty for their lack of interest in things or their inability to motivate themselves please and thank you goodbye
on that note, please don’t make people with anxiety feel guilty about their inability to do tasks you deem simple and literally call them children and tell them to grow up because of it