emotional detachment is so weird like. i know i should be sad about something. and i AM sad about it. i just... don't have the physical reactions to it? or the actual feeling of being sad? idek how to explain it im sad and i know im sad but it doesn't feel like im sad bc im just so detached from everything??
my grandad, who's joined the trend among almost all my grandparents of talking about nothing but their own mortality: i just looked at myself in the mirror. i look like my dad just after he died
My grandfather has been here 20 minutes and he’s already talking about his impending death and the smoke alarm has gone off twice while dad cooks the roast.
Exactly as my family Christmas is supposed to be.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all the little friends in my phone <3
Shout out to my mum telling us this morning that last night was saint nicks night, and we should have put out our shoes for chocolate. Could have done with that info. Like. Last night
I fucking KNEW when i started listening to frankie laine that one day my dad was gonna walk ip and say "you have my dads taste in music" even though ive never heard him say anything about granddad liking frankie laine. Hey guess what he just did?