He is in a better place, hunting and cuddling in purrhalla

On the other hand I purge friends from my list regularly because I feel too shy

Like aw no they are gonna perceive me

I eat like 150g + 100g minced pork yet I can never climb out of underweight bmi like even if I tried hard and I think I did try many times

After all it became a feature not a bug cause I can stuff myself with anything, 175g beef burgers with fried sweet potatoes and nothing changes with my weight. I hope it stays like this forever

On the other hand sometimes I forget about food all together until 5 PM because I have been hyper focused on something for hours and often I treat food like a sims bar that has to be filled and a distraction unless I really crave something

I don’t understand snacks like give me some beef instead. I want meat, chicken you know, mmm fried chicken

The problem with low bmi is flat chest and I seriously gonna have to get some implants I think to feel better about that

There was an echo to these words, it was impossible to focus. “Hello, hello?” Rang in the distance. As if in some great underwater tunnel.

“I didn’t order any pizza” you respond. The voice becomes silent. Slowly a sense of panic rises. “Is this important?” The urgency in callers voice feels like a mountain of pressure squeezing you and crushing. But you have no ability to communicate, not now. Maybe not ever again.

An urgent voice enters your ear again but you cannot decipher it this time. The syllables are all over the place. A jumbled mess. Some foreign language and yet very familiar. You want to say something but only a series of sounds come out of your mouth. They make perfect sense. You just discovered a higher form of communication.