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I’ve joined my family’s main blog @askourweavetalecharacters Somehow. I don’t question the physics.
Anyway
Some of the questions we get are batshit but hardly anything shocks me anymore. I’m still going to cause problems on purpose however.
I’ve aged. I guess. Sorta.
may I ask a question
No
ATTENTION
I CAN DRIVE NOW
YOURE ALL FUCKED
I just like tormenting my sister
This was drawn by one of my God’s friends. I don’t think she has an account here though. But it’s my header image
My new profile picture is by the same person
It’s never just my birthday
It’s his too
October 31 1956-January 27 1966
Today on what the fuck did I put myself through:
-Called a Sans a ceramic bitch
-Got dragged by the collar in front of a group of strangers, thanks dad
-Can no longer climb up MTT resort
I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them I’m just trying to protect them
This was drawn by one of my God’s friends. I don’t think she has an account here though. But it’s my header image
Today’s Hot Topic That Keeps Me Awake At Night Is….
Was my birth mother actually a good person? Like if she was alive today should I give her a chance?
I Have Made the Executive Decision
That I can’t afford to let anyone else down. And because of that, I am going to push everything aside for them.
They can’t stop me if they don’t know what I’m doing.
We Are Struggling
But we can heal. In the end we will be fine. We always are. We will heal. There is no doubt about that.
Because if that’s not true then I don’t know what’s true anymore
Absolute Exhaustion
I’m just so tired of pretending that I can fight her. I’m tired of the nightmare. I’m tired of staring into nothing. I’m just mentally exhausted. And physically. I’m so tired of pretending to be okay. They’re not even falling for it anymore. I don’t think they were falling for it to begin with.
I CANT be angry anymore. I WANT to be but I’ve spent too long being angry at the world. At things I can’t fix.
I just want to sleep.
How.
How do I keep landing myself in situations where the person I least expect to have the balls to do something ends up fucking spanking me
Camerin tried to drown herself. She was linked to Jorezzah. The water demon. When that failed she cut her throat with her own battle axe.
Issaac shot himself with his crossbow. Majek was in his drawing.
At this point I’m convinced the kids respective demons are luring them into suicide with their own weapons.
Does that mean Andra is gonna impales herself on a scythe or that Fletcher is gonna shoot himself?
Not if I have a say.
An Update From Hell
This sucks, but I don’t have access to my journal, and if I don’t write this shit down somewhere I’m going to implode. Putting it on Twitter is a bad idea so this is what I’ve got.
So the bottom line is I fucked up. Because of me, dad tried to shoot himself, and everything is haywire.
Oh yeah. I call Puns Dad now. I think. I might have fucked that up. Hell, I definitely fucked that up. No way he’s gonna look at me as a daughter anymore.
I don’t really know what I’m feeling right now. Scared? Angry? Sad? I think all of the above. But those are being outweighed by the tired. I’m so fucking exhausted. I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. Everything is spiraling. The kids are dropping dead one by one and I don’t know how much longer anyone has to live. I hate it. I hate not being in control.
I want to apologize to Dad. I love him. And I feel like shit for hitting him and yelling at him. But I’m so scared to apologize. He’s not all together in the head right now and neither am I. I’m just gonna fuck it all up like I always do. I’m really bad at apologizing.
Nothing about this is okay anymore. I can feel his eyes burning into me constantly. I can’t do anything about it. I barely have the energy to speak. I want to sleep for a thousand years but I can’t.
I’m just so fucking tired.