Title unrelated.
So my eye still hurts from when I bumped into that pole. Hurts MORE, actually. I'm also a bit sick. Throat hurts and coughs.
On the bright side, I'm 3 rolls away from getting 1,000 lights of deceit and I swear if shadow milk cookie doesn't come home I'm going to be slightly annoyed.
I did get a soulstone for apathy though! 3 of 'em.
I got some more red envelopes. Twenty buckadoonies.
I'm also on strawpage now too. Yeesh, I've joined a bunch of stuff huh?
Update as of 9:15 PM
It's getting late. Let's talk, yeah? A lot of people have a "Favorite character" or "Comfort character". For me, I don't really have one at the moment. When I was younger, Pusheen the Cat filled both slots, and then it went to Rinny from pretty blood when I was going through a phase??? I wasn't really emo. but it was more like "yeah gore is funny to me lmao" i faked it of course, but i dunno. Now it's just...nothing. I don't feel super touched by character backstories, or fictional media as a whole. I don't feel anything during some kind of heartfelt, dramatic moments no matter how much I pay attention to a character. The only character I've ever cried for is Pilu from Pilu of the Woods. When rereading it though, I still feel hollow. I love the story. THe characters are cute and great! Plus, free recipe! But I just don't feel.
I'm sorry my guest, that went a bit out of hand. Think you can hand;e any more? I hope so.
I hate remembering. I don't remember much. I remember bad things and good things, but then anything else...it makes me feel embarrased for my own actions even if it was just last week or something. Even if I'm just having fun, being happy with my friends, I remember a SPECIFIC line that makes me go..."Why?! AAAHHHH!!!"
This is why I hate being alone and in the dark. People can distract me. Light lets me see, and lets me imagine dreams, worlds, adventures.
The dark though...it paints pictures of beasts that scar my mind. I can imagine vividly. It's good for writing stories. Good for imagining concepts. But oh so bad when I'm in an area considered creepy.
And please, my dear guest, don't make fun of me. My two biggest fears are irrational and stupid, sure, but I don't care if they are. I won't let the inky blackness of the night touch me. I won't be abandoned.
I won't be alone.
I won't be touched by darkness.
I refuse to be.
For those lazy readers or people who don't want to read my sad sob story wah wah, here's a summary.
I have no favorite character.
I went through a phase
Darkness and isolation will make me cry and piss my pants.