Dear parent,
If I wanted my room to be heated, my vent wouldn't be closed, my window wouldn't be open, and my fan wouldn't be on. So don't fucking come into my room and close my window, turn off my fan, and open up the vent. Now I am overheating and have to sit without my comforter before I can go to sleep happy. Fuck you, Sincerely, Logan. Your spawn, they/them/their not Lauren. Not your daughter. Not she/her/hers. Get it fucking right










