Sleepless in San Diego ♥

Well, this tablet is difficult to type on...
I'm getting better at it though.
Catwoman has always had traits that annoy me,  I'm just more aware of it now that we're adults.
The three of us are still the same when we get together, we're so different but our relationship still feels like we're all fourteen smoking pot together.
Well, Ivy was never that into weed anyway, but still...
I missed them both,  it's such a strange sensation.
All we ever do is talk about the past,  people and places.
Satan comes up always...
I sigh at this and try not to be bitter about the past.
We discuss what everyone is doing with their lives, Catwoman is quiet as always.
At least she doesn't seem bored anymore.
How our lives have changed.
I remember why we were so close before, I remember why I pushed them away.
Maybe we're still friends for a reason.
I'm tired of analyzing everything all the time,  I should let life do whatever it's supposed to do.
My brain is exhausted, but I can't sleep.
This couch is uncomfortable.
I don't sleep even on good days.
Why am I still stressed out?
Because I'm worrying about their lives.
And I realize how very grateful I am for Kuma-kun.
He treats me so well...
I am quite lucky to have someone who genuinely loves me.
It's four in the morning, but it's too cold to sleep.
Metaphorically speaking, my mind is frigid.
I push everyone away.
It's true.
I don't tell anyone anything ever, I never say what I'm really thinking...
This is my fatal flaw, the one that will be my unraveling.
Not to say that Catwoman is the best friend ever, or that I don't worry about she and Ivy.
Simply to say that my life could be improved if I was more open about my feelings.
Some things never change.
Until the world has ended and the sun no longer shines.  ♡♡♡