Tea Party

  Dear Diary, 

Today I want to make a funeral tea pary for two of my beloved stamps because I'm tragically removing them from my profile. They were a part of my soul... But I don't really sympathise with them anymore and they are just ugly.... We had toxic relationship and I'm having a hard time letting go. But everyone must move on. So let us rejoice with a nice cup of tea in our dreamy and exquisite manor and feel the flavour of the past is fading away with every sip  

A striking insight just hit my head, I could just change the colors in photoshop I'm stupid 

I actually like the idea of me isolating from the world and reaching out to ya'll only through this charming y2k-core web. No pressure, no endless internet slop that just wants your attention, time and money. Literally only my mom and my girls can call me now. No spam messages, no unwanted contacts, no news, no keeping up, no FOMO.

Just me, my reveries and no regrets ( ♪ Domina Noctis - Untold)  

The only downside is that j*b employers may have hard time contacting me but I just say that I live in a forest (half true) and the network is dull there (lie) and you may contact me by email (I check it once a month) 

Nevertheless, if you want to make me descend from my sacred, tender and radiant realm and meet me you've got to book an appointment in minimum 4 months and I'll see if I have time on my obviously super busy schedule