woooow i spent all day crying and i’m still crying and it’s over the dumbest shit. and at the same time not. like going to nate’s grave and writing him a note to take care of daisy and dusty and nearly throwing up in the middle of the cemetery because of emotions and heat and being pregnant. i just had a freak-out because we had a tornado warning and i’ve maybe seen, like, two legit ones in my ENTIRE LIFE in MI and this is the third in Indiana in two years. and after our fire i’m NOT OKAY WITH MORE DISASTER.
so yeah i’m going to listen to all of Deja Entendu and sob to myself because life is hard and getting harder and surprise, i’m a 24 year old woman-child who was emotionally stunted by her own daddy issues who is now facing having a child herself. i want a hug and someone to go to lunch with.