What’s your damage, Heather?
While I was waiting for the results of the test, I played a little game. I wrote down some of the things I consider symptoms;...
What’s better than a box?
A box kind of wedged near/inside another box, WHICH IS IN A THIRD BOX.
In spite of the hate coming out of his eyes like waves, he’s really very happy. Even though he barely fits, he sits.
… he does know he’s not a Tiny Kitten Boi any more, right? He knows he is a Chonk?
Oh well.
