i hope a lot of things in heaven. ah.... the more i think, the more i feel worried, dying... 💭

i hope after purgatory, heaven is nice and warm

I hope heaven is...

One day you will die, and I hope your coffin is filled to the brim with green.

Will you look at the tokens I've preciously collected, and turn your eye at them? They are things you held dear to your heart, things you loved with all your worth. Will you stare in horror at the faces plastered on your walls? Faces you loved, cheered out for? Objects in mirror, isn't it. They seem so close to me, but to you, it may be far. I hope not.

That's the scary part of living, isn't it. Losing everything, and I'm selfish for wanting to control my future. Greed is my sin, and I will spend however long in purgatory to repent for it. But in my hopeless greed, I desire to keep myself the same. It's selfish, completely selfish, but if I die without love, I haven't yet lived

I worry so much, I hope I still treasure Vyn if I ever have dementia. But hey, that's what these texts are for... so you can read them and relive your past. If I keep documenting my life, I lose nothing. I know your mind will rot and decay but at the very least the words I type on the screen now are immortal. God knows how far in the future you will make it, but when you read over the words on the screen I hope that you will start to recognize the bits of yourself that I've lost even if it's hopeless. I know you'll forget it again, and again, but these words remain permanent

If I forget everything and become senseless, at least let me stay blissfully 18. If I can not have everything life could offer me, I want to spend my last irrational days living like it's 2024.

Some days I worry about the real possibility that i'll suffer from dementia. I'm 19, but some days I look at my family and think "it's only a matter of time before I lose my head as well" and it's horrifying to think of sometimes. I worry a lot about that, losing myself. I know some people with dementia still recognize core aspects, my dementia-ridden family still recognize me, but I won't get to choose what to remember. And it's scary

i want a jimmy plush ngl but this was a lil too much money regarding shipping ☹️

"l-luka, don't sleep on the floor! You'll get hurt (robin still getting whiplash from Bailey, despite being in america)" "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmh But the floor is so nice mimimimimi..."

robin is similarly horrified that luka prefers to sleep on the floor, wondering if all americans do that (they don't, it is just a xuan/vietnamese thing)

i think at the beginning she's a little horrified about what xuan wants to eat, but then eventually comes around to enjoying the stuff luka likes (and more)

Well, just a little. More like "she finally can eat without worrying" and so she looks "fat" compared to when she lived in the UK

I think when robin comes to america she definitely gets a little fat, america changes a girl

That and bone marrow... you make bone broth, but marrow itself is where you draw the line???? It's delicious

Big fan of pate & hearts, other organs are ok but i do have a preference... tripe is ok, not a big fan for texture

i don't get how people are disgusted by eating organs. you eat the muscles just fine, but pork liver is where you draw the line? Shame, organs are yummy

banh mi pate 🤤 with thit hop 🤤🤤🤤

Pate could save me tbh

Thanks