June 1
today i noticed some dirt smudged on the bottom of my knee. it drove me crazy so i washed it off.
a piece of mashed potatoes falls from the dinner table onto the floor one night. i'm quick to get a napkin to scoop it up. but i feel that it needs more so i end up dusting the whole house, sweeping, mopping, and vacuuming. finally at 4am i feel at peace.
at school my locker is so unorganized i decide to alphabetize the whole thing from a-z.
a piece of dust falls from atop my ceiling fan and i find myself polishing lightbulbs and fans, and once again not resting until the whole house is spotless.
honey are you okay? my mum would ask me. i'm fine I would reply. because really i was. i just really, really, really liked cleaning.
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OCD// a.g - t.a
RomanceIn which Alina's pain is taken away for just a while but then brought back full force 100x more powerful.
