I keep forgetting about twitter. I’m super active on IG. And not been quiet about what’s going on in the world

But I can’t type what I’m feeling on there. Nobody follows me on here so I can haha.

My dad is dying.

Apparently I don’t understand twitter and fucked up this thread.

FUCK!!!!!!

Fuck cancer.

I’m so angry but I don’t have the energy to do anything about it. Like order a punching bag. Or punch said punching bag. Or learn how to throw a proper punch.

I can’t really describe the depths of my grief

Ya know on like every single fantasy/hero show when something traumatic happens and the girl throws her head back and screams and all the glass breaks bc she has super powers or whatever

That’s how I feel. But I don’t have any powers. I’m the opposite. I’m powerless. I’m in the depths of despair as my pal Anne Shirley says.