I just finished cleaning out my dresser and I found my old iPhone so I plugged it in and I was looking at some of my old memos. one of them was talking about my first cat (I mean the first cat I could ever truly call my own) and how I had to get rid of her. I won't go into details here cause it's a long story but I'll say even though that happened way back in 2015-2016 I'm still upset and mad about what happened.
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im also daydreaming about food cause boyyyy am i hungryyyy
Going to load up Animal Crossing: New Horizons for the new day and play that for a bit. Then I’ll probably have some coffee and do some work for my job.