I'm tired.
Sick.
And totally growing fungus.
Not cause I'm rotting.
Its more like I feel dead, and I can almost feel the vultures picking on me.
At least he likes that watch.
Even asked me if he can wear two watches on both wrists.
*Sits at one corner and water all her fungus*
I feel like tamaki.
Glooms.
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