[Baby doll stuff - Don't bother unless you like cute junk]

This whole situation makes suicide seem like an awesome idea, and my brother's bullshit just helps it along. But hey, therapy tomorrow! I can raptor screech and feel better.

I'm allowed to have a breakdown over mom, right? Watching her suffer like this? Even though I was explicitly told I need to be the rock because my brother can't handle this?

I'm having a really hard time working on this fic when the people in the study room won't stop gossiping and just study.

I need a naked Zen. Okay, no, wait, that's the flu talking. Partially.

Happy Halloween! I have a pulled muscle and may miss tonight's festivities! \o/ /sarcasm

I think Eli's Stitch outfit should be dry enough to try on him tomorrow. (I have to air dry all clothes since moving here, the dryers stink like fabric sheets and set off my asthma. I've already lost a whole load of shirts.)

I really hate the delayed loading on mobile. Unfriend? Yes! Wait, shit, no no n- Oh. Well. Time to request friendship.

Long time no plurk omg why am I trying to write this my brain is rebooting from a migraine.