I want a buddy or a therapist or a lover or anyone, a good family member, my family members don’t really…

I want someone to talk to me and help me through my day. My family members don’t really do that. My mom just puts more pressure on me to do more. I’m depressed, so it feels bad, makes me feel even worse.

I have to exercise. I don’t, I can’t, I don’t know.

I have to study this front end stuff. Then I have to make a website for my mom, and another one for my dad.

I don’t want to build anything that doesn’t feel right.

My scalp is butchered, it has scabs, from the hydroxyizine –> me picking on it.

Same with forehead. I’m ugly and gross.

JPop can be pretty good.

My butt is getting flabby. Literally. I need to exercise, sprint.

I don’t know. The whole point is I’m alone, so I can’t come up with everything myself. All the ideas. If I had other folks to go off of there’d be more wealth to the discussion. As it is I am alone.

I don’t even know what to say.

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