Sometimes I think about going outside and making some real friends, but then I remember real people are assholes.
I’m so fucked up, my emotional support imaginary friends have emotional support imaginary friends.
Why does this stupid dumb idiot keeps in triggering himself and suffering cause he's unable to daydream in public.
I am the idiot, and honestly what the hell am I doing .
do you all ever miss one of your old daydreams and the characters that it had? it feels like a old movie or book that i once watched or read. Sometimes like friends that i used to hang out with.
I really miss one of my daydreams now and i wish i could watch it all over again. That was one of my favourite. I even have some of the dialogues written in my notes and a drawing.