I’m so pissed—in a general sense—about them. Ugh. I can’t sleep, I’m so mad about this damn story. Maybe it’s because I'm staring at the fanart my ex drew for me of them at the end of the second season that I have plastered to the wall adjacent to my bed. Or maybe it’s because I miss them, and that grief is corrupted into anger. Whichever is the truth, I’m still pissed, and I can’t sleep. Sorry, this should’ve been a journal entry but felt better as a bottom-barrel comment.
Hannigram4life
Everyone is my kid; I am exceedingly maternal
♟Here for the angst
INTP
Everyone is my kid; I am exceedingly maternal
♟Here for the angst
INTP