Sometimes kids are rough, but they really just need love.
Get it? Like my old catch phrase, which you might remember from my anniversary posts, like this one. Nothing much new, but a quiet 12th anniversary is passing us by. Here’s to more Fruit Incest arcs where I give myself therapy vicariously through my characters.
When I was a kid and not on the good medications I’m on now + unable to really cope with the world as well I was being jostled on the school bus and got so mad I turned around and bit the guy behind me on the shoulder as hard as I could and yelled at him. I don’t know why. I was just so angry.