but why is this literally how my life feels at 2am? Like, inviting Flora to movie night is the same chaotic energy as letting anxiety crash on my couch. I mean, I get it, you feel bad — maybe even a bit guilty for being a decent, civil human… or cat — but then reality sets in. How the narrative flips so fast there's whiplash involved. You think you’re gonna have a cozy night with a horror flick, but no. Spiraling, you know? Flora might just be the horror movie incarnate. And now everyone's bracing for impact in a calm-before-the-storm kinda way. Honestly, horror movies and real-life messes have nothing on unattended emotional baggage and those awkward social situations where everything holds its breath hoping not to explode—sometimes it's bizarrely comforting watching it happen in cartoons instead of real life. If only coping mechanisms were this cute in reality!
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