fluf·fing, 5

Every time Emma Watson bursts out in laughter, I ...I just can't believe her.

Does anyone else take great pride in their pinky nails?

I kinda hope I have twins one day. But maybe I just wish I could be a twin. To be that connected to someone? To know that only an emotional apocalypse could drive us apart? To be a pea in a pod, a chick in a nest.

I want a lemon lime prayer plant as greenery in my wedding florals. Do not steal my idea.

Where do the thoughts go? The ones we were going to write down but who slipped away when we chose to continue on with our day rather than halt it for record-keeping?

We could rename "Brainstorm Session" to "Insight Census" - worth a shot.

You know what's genuinely horrible? The more I learn about emotional regulation and identification, the less I seem to be able to form emotional attachments. Does therapy robotize you?idk