its been almost like, 20-ish days since i left? i don't know.
i keep on seeing whatever the fuck that was when i sleep. i can't fucking stop thinking about it. the fucking eyes in the woods or whatever, that fucking girl just fucking, morphing into whatever the fuck that was? i don't know if the food was laced with something but god, that felt real. i don't think i'll ever recover.
myla still didn't call me. i'm worried. i'm only gonna stay here till june-july? somewhere around that time.
only thing that's helping me right now is my family. i missed having someone besides myla around, but they kept thinking about our parents and it was just, fuck. i'm tired of acting like their mom. i shouldn't have left that early. i could've delayed it a bit.
i'm just gonna sleep this off again. i don't want to keep on thinking about this. i'll just cry all night if i do.