Just had a dream where I got worse and could only mumble and think of numbers to calm myself down and eventually became schizophrenic.
Thanks for the calming dream, brain.
HOLY SHIT I GOT PRISMACOLOR MARKERS FOR MY BIRTHDAY
I HAVE NEVER HAD THIS STRANGE COMBINATION OF HAPPINESS AND TERROR IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
THEY’RE JUST SO FANCY AND I DON’T WANT TO TARNISH THEM WITH MY SHITTY ART.
FOLLOWERS, WAT DO?
Anooon, let me tell you about a Sarah I used to know!
When I was younger and in elementary school, my oldest sister introduced me to a girl that she babysat occasionally. I was pretty shy back then and gladly accepted her as a new friend.
Turns out that could be a manipulative bitch, though.