I'm at my grandma's house again for some late Christmas celebrating and everyone is going over old pictures and creepy stuff and all my square dancing WW1 grandpas and drowned cousins and apparently I had an aunt Jenny who went missing and my dad hated my other aunt (he cut her hair) and omg I have an aunt named Garthulia Hindrick Anderson and a great-great-great-great-great grandpa named William Thurston Wilson and a bazillion Toms and three devil uncles and a creepy dead guy who looks like my other uncle and a million other faded dresses and names and faces of the dead that no one really cares about.
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RandomOmg this is me... Basically a "my life I rants" story with stuff- Lots of stuff. And, I might want to add, lots of shipping.
