*dramatically Sighs As Toss Myself Onto A Couch* I Wish Gay People Were Real.

Me and my siblings are planning on rewatching My Street this summer in preparation for season seven coming in the fall. We get extremely busy during the summer and almost never interact during the day, so they've asked me to calculate the time it will take to watch it so we can fit it into our schedules.

I am in so much PAIN right now, it's not even funny.

I can barely even walk. I literally just sitting in bed, not even moving, and I can still feel it.

It's times like this I wish I lacked a physical form.

I think I might be sick...

I just watched The Wild Robot. I was really excited for it because I love robots, but I did not expect for it to make me cry.

The fox reminded me of the fox from The Little Prince, which also made me cry.

Then I remembered a story called The Porcupine Whose Name Didn't Matter and decided to read it because I hate myself apparently. Guess what? It made me cry.

Now I'm just sitting here, reminded of the fact I have no friends, trying not to cry.

Wanna see me do something cool?

*breaks all the bones in my entire body*

Wanna see me do it again?

My alarm clock scared me, so I turned it off and forgot to turn it back on. Now I have no grasp on the concept of the passage of time.

Hi!

I don't know what I'm doing.

Just got back from the void. I got you a rock.

Today we got to help a couple out with yard work, mostly involving raking up leaves, unfortunately, it was raining. So, ya. That was fun. The second I got home I layed down on the couch and passed out for two hours. Yay.

Online interaction I had that makes me smile for some reson:

"Does that mean there's a very killable child in the area?"

"Oh, damn. You're right....."