Digit is Digit. I love her. I knew her online from wallstreetbets and she disappeared while going through some shit. I keep needing proof she's safe.
To anyone I've ever treated unfairly, I apologize.
I remember random things Digit said sometimes and just start crying. Today it's "why do you hate me?" when I never hated her or gave her any reason to think that and I don't understand how she could think that or how I was supposed to prove people were lying about me
I haven't smoked weed in like, more than a dozen hours, that's crazy long for me. But I'm feeling fine, like I could keep going all day. I'll keep trying not to smoke weed and see how long I can last before I'm like, "fuck this, I need some weed"
It rained so much here today, there were streams where there aren't usually streams. I sat in the car watching the water go by for a bit from a gas station parking lot where there's usually no nice view. Good day
I just learned the word "anglophone" even though I've been calling myself the most fluent English speaker on Earth for a while. Isn't that ironic?
(Not really because I was never saying I know the most words, that's a different measure of fluency I would have always admitted I'm nowhere near the best at)