hi. um. i think i'm mostly just screaming this into the void, but if someone wants to respond, that'd be ok. i just want my comfort characters to be real, and comfort me. because let's be frank here, this world sucks. n not to get to depresso espresso, but i wish i wasn't in the circumstances i am. i wish i lived in a nicer part of town, with different parents. ones who loved and supported me no matter what, ones who understood the fact that i'm autistic, and that i don't feckin understand tone. that's why i'm so good at writing. because i don't have to guess tones. it says everything, it lays it out for me. i'm tired of being used. i'm just tired. i wanna lay down in the dirt. not die, just dirt. just a nice lil nap in some warm soil... maybe i am a mushroom. i am a fun-guy (like fungi) after all. (cue the knee slap)