When ever I made my last post I oddly could imagine, not even imagine, but hear a voice in my head that sounded like my ocs flipping telling me not to leave and to take them with me It's so fvcking crazy bc I never actually took the time to think about how Jane harmonica would sound, yet it sounded just like her Her crying, telling me not to leave, even though I didn't want to, it was that voice that oddly led me back here Or maybe it was my subconscious of something idk

I'M SORRY I LITERALLY WOULD GO INSANE WITHOUT YOU NGL you're one of the only people in my life where I feel like I can come and talk to, without judgement or being snitched on and sadly grounded bc of my poor mental health- But enough of that- I SERIOUSLY MISSED YOU