Well We Have To Evacuate This Week

I hate my diagnosis.

Why can't I just be one simple thing?

I'd settle for 2!

But /5/?

What reassurance should I be looking for?

I fidget but it's nothing major.

I obsess but it's not bad.

I sweat but I'm fine.

I scratch but it's ok.

I just...

I don't know where I'm suppose to go.

I just... can't.

I don't fit into any of these molds and they don't fit together

I've been this way my entire fucking life, why am I only considered disfunctional now?

I don't know what I am.

And I'm scared.

One of our girl bunnies gave birth to at least 10 babies saturday before last, 2 were already dead when we found them.

4 were gray and tan and the other 4 were completely black.

Only 4 survived until tuesday of the following week. The 4 black ones. One died one sunday, and three on monday.

Tuesday -the day I got punished for drawing a picture- there were still alive.

Two more died -one a day- before I took the remaining two away from their mother.

She had been letting them die and them eating them.

I took care of those last two since then.

One of them was sick and died this monday.

The last one died this morning.

I had been keeping it (I kept both of them in it) in a small box -made nest with a giant sweater and a heated sock full of rice.

Last night/this morning it somehow got out and got into the dog cage.

We have three, small, very old, blind, and mostly deaf dogs.

One of which fucking loves puppies/anything reassembling puppies.

The last baby was loved to death. And with the description my mom, who found it, gave me... It's a horrible way to die.

I don't know why I'm not upset.

I don't know why I'm posting this.

Just kidding, the first session of teen group is tomorrow and I wanna make some friendos

Hey, my migraine is finally calming it’s tits!

TIME TO BLARE SOME FUCKING TUNES👍👍

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It wasn't my fault

It wasn't my fault

It wasn't my fault

I'm sorry

I'm sick and sleepy

I just took my nausea medicine cause I'm sick and I wanna sleeeeeep

I torture these two so much but I really do want them to get a happy ending, so enjoy this exaggerated height difference, because it's cute as hell. Selina wears turtle necks to hide her Adams apple, so it's really fun to design her outfits!(The cat theme makes it fun regardless, though) Franklin, however, likes frogs and earrings so he's a bit more challenging to make outfits for. Anyways, I love -to torture- my cat daughter🐱 and frog son🐸.

Stinky bastard.

JUST WALKED OUT OF THE THEATER AND I CAN NOT STOP SMILING, HOLY SHIT, GO SEE LOVE, SIMON!!!

"Please don't say you love me" by Gabrielle Aplin is a great song for Snufkin and Moomin, and I'm right.