Hello! I'm not sure if you're still interested but Fragile Things is finally returned and up to chapter seventeen now. I just thought I'd let any who had showed any interest previously know in case they wanted to continue reading it. :)
Right? Cause your bets friend knows his limits and you know what kind of hugs are the best for each other. Others is like..soo how long do i hug him? do I wrap my arms around him or what?
thats what I think ^.^
I LOVE hugs and crap, but if it lasts too, too long then I get uncomfortable :/
Its this weird voice in my head that says "do not trust!" ugh! i hate it :/
my mom thinks im psycho :/
I know ^.^
I'm so happy, I hate sharing small spaces with someone. Even my hugs don't last more than ten seconds before I feel like smacking the person :/
Its who I am :/
I get angry..some time :/
My friends have to deal with my bitchiness ^.^
Right now my Mom said I have to move back down to the first floor of my house and I started crying :/
I REALLY dont want to live in a one bedroom apartment with six people. I feel so.. claustrophobic -.-
certain types? they ruin everything!
i cant wear any type of clothes that match my glasses :/
so i have to wear those large black glasses cause apparently thats fashion now :O
right now, I hate my ancestors for having weak eyes ^.^
its like one of those moments when you feel like going back in time and changing everything >.<