20:58 (08:58 PM)

Hiii my cuddle

(I like using 3 I’s. For HiiiPower reasons. (Shoutout to my cuddle K-cuddle. “I see you”. Ahahahah. Oh and a lot of cuddles to my Cuddle Cat. I wish I was there with you… I thought I was the only one who had to deal with those “close friends” who say they’re your biggest supporters, but are the most unsupportive.))

I must give my mother some credit for trying to save the last bit of this family. I don’t think she would listen to me for relationship advice, especially not when I say: “Leave him. You’ll be much better off.”
He is the cause of all of this shit. (I used to call him “Baal” (and B “Yahweh”) before I had to adapt my mentality to flehs.

I just finished dinner, after a day of working out, braiding my hair, making a cover for my paperback edition of Nosce Te Ipsum, making the logo of LilFangs.com and working on the rest of the project.

Before I continue editing the images again (my cover turned out to be too small :(. I used the “natuurgetrouwe” size, but it should have been more “retina”), I’m “going to throw away the plastic bags”.

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My mom let me drive her car. (When this was my father’s car, I wasn’t allowed to drive it anymore after some stupid “large van driver” hit me. I was standing front of a red light, in the dark blue Mazda 6 sedan my mother owned back then. It doesn’t say anything about my driving skills…) It “turned out” that the bags were too large for the opening of the container I had to throw them in. But it was nice speeding and listening to music for a minute.

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