So- my life is in fucking shambles. I say this- but well I guess relativity it’s not. It just really fucking feels like it.
Planning for the convention has been going soooooo great. I say this with most sarcasm and venom that one could have when speaking about anything. The world seems to be conspiring to ensure that I have the most stressful of times.
I can feel my hair turning white and I want to scream and rip out my own arm to beat myself to death with.
For fuck’s sake.
That’s my life.