Fuck whoever hates Rambley the Raccoon, that raccoon just calmed me during a panic attack
My emotions got too overwhelming and I couldn't breathe, I had to take off my jacket, and even my mom was telling me to calm down
My anxiety got so bad because of the move
I just cuddled up with my Rambley plushie and after awhile, I felt better and turned on Indigo Park gameplays
Just archiving my pictures from the house until I get used to not living there no more


















