Ugh, shower too hot. Sleep messed up. I feel really disorientated, like I can't trust my own thought, or if I tried to write then my grammar would be all messed up. I only realised half way through that sentence that I am writing. See what I mean?
I think I might go for a walk.
OK walked. I'm wearing a girl shirt. It's a wonderful shirt, and I feel okay wearing it. I'm going to have to grind down that fear of having other people see me in it, but I'm wearing it for just wearing rather than camwhoring, and I went outside my room, so it's downhill from here I hope!
Also, I need to get over my weirdness with boys.
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