Creamsicle is really worried about me.
[Faint, off in the distance] “I DREW A PICTURE OF A WHALE!”
I’m sorry I keep asking all frantic and shit like this, I’m sorry I do it on an almost daily basis. I feel like that’s all I do—beg for money and doom scroll. I used to have a personality not long ago.
Tbh I wish assisted you-know were an option for this kinda thing. I have zero quality of life anymore and no hope for it to get better.
CashApp and Venmo are allthetimesivedied.
And it’s not for drugs, nor am I spending it on stupid shit.
Amber.