i sometimes think about parallel universe, alternative future, where we live happily.
i really wish the best for that "me".
why am i still alive.
I don't really talk much with her IRL, even having meal with her.
She seems so upset about it.
it seems that i … don't understand her very well.
i hate myself.
i must restrain myself to text her for 24 hrs.
why should i be depressed by this.
i texted her with a very obvious signal.
She evaded it.
Maybe she is just not like me.
Why can't i just give up.
sometimes i just think that
i am just out of my depth.
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