Yᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ

Redo࿓ 3/9/26

I've decided to rework the diary. For no particular reason other than I wanted to. I think I looked back at the things I wrote and I guess I just didn't like it. I think there was something wrong with me a year and two ago. Overly dramatic and obsessive over stupid shit. I've realized overtime that I worried too much about negative perception. It's weird and paradoxical because I simultaneously dont care and do care. I dont care if people perceiving me as a bad person out of nowhere is a big deal. But if I actually do something bad, and suffer the consequences of it by being called out for that, then I feel the need to overcorrect my behavior. Whatever. I am not the same person I was whatever time ago.

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Cereal...࿓ "7:10pm
My favorite cereal is Krave. The original flavor. The double chocolate one is alright too but its not my favorite. I quite like old people cereal like Raisin Bran and Honey Nut Cheerio, too. Right now, I'm eating Reese's Puffs. They have an interesting texture. Its not bad.

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What I feel࿓ 5/7/26

If I'm being honest, I constantly feel like an AI. It's something that's hard to put into words because AI can't "feel" and yet here I am feeling a certain way. Sometimes I feel that that I "feel" things based on what is most probable. I should feel a certain way because that is what is expected of me. Sometimes I feel so complacent to any particular situation that I feel like I am only responding what I am expected to respond with. AI tends to tell you what you might want to hear at a reasonable time. Very rarely do I feel that I am capable of identifying my emotions and when I do, who can I tell? Everyone has so much going on with their own lives, when can I share what's going on with mine? It's to the point where I might even avoid complications to avoid having a "story" to tell later. I have such trouble expressing how I feel, that as I'm rereading my own writing, I am not satisfied with how I've portrayed it, like maybe I'm missing something, or I'm not explaining it well enough, or that I'm not cohesive enough. I feel like pseudo-intelligence.

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Slowness࿓ 5/24/26

I am convinced I cannot have difficult conversations. My slowness is treated as an inconvenience even if I am told it's not. My slowness is treated as an intentional malicious act done to harm people, or lead them on, or mess with them. I feel so retarded. Someone gripped my brain and tore it to disgusting pieces. I can't tell anyone, because it would be too late.

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Don't contact me anymore in any capacity࿓ 8/24/26

I'm not mad that you're framing me a certain way. I'm upset that, had you actually cared enough to listen to me when I spoke, you wouldn't be framing me like that at all. It's really weird. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth to end things off so poorly with people without any chance of recovering it in the future but this is just so weird that I kinda dont care anymore. Any lingering hope I've had to one day maybe try again on better terms is completely gone now.
You asked me for your rentries back, and I had initially assumed you had forgotten the edit code to them. I went to check, to edit them from "curio" as (I left them to be) to your name, and to leave the edit code in the main url hoard so you'd see it and so I wouldn't have to reply to you directly. I'm not very poetically literate, so I could be mistaken about the meanings or intentions. But I read them over with perplexion and the only thought of "wow, you're really going through it, huh?" went through my head.
Turns out, none of the rentries I left you used curio, your name, or the one I'm using now, meaning you had reclaimed them by changing curio to an edit code of your choice (like I had intended.) Were you asking me for the rentries that I made for myself? Is that really your biggest concern? Seriously? My problems were never as serious as yours, so you told me, but when you block me, find me on your alt, and message me again, its for rentries? And I'm supposed to give you that grace to care? Really? It's really weird.

Please don't ever try to talk to me again for any reason, be them serious or trivial.

Uɴғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ, sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ