Today, I found seventy dollars on the ground and gave twenty of it to some boy I hardly know. And then I turned the remaining fifty dollars in to the office and somebody claimed it. I feel like I'm dying whenever I think about it. It reminds me of when I accidently deleted three to four years worth of my artwork and stories.

I'm also very anxious about how sweaty I am. It's only when people sit too close to me I get nervous and start over-heating and it makes me look gross. And I'm upset because my dad was more excited about me finding seventy dollars than he was when I got my drivers permit. He's always like that and he always grabs me. I hate being touched without my permission.

And I hate it when my therap.ists stare at me when I freak out. I get enough of that everywhere else. It hurts sometimes but I guess I can't control it.

hey, im sorry your day didnt go too well today. i hope tomorrows better.

like i know how you feel. one time i found some money at school and decided to keep it, but i ended up losing it b/c im an idiot... and i get stared at a lot too. i hate it, its rly embarrassing.. u m u

but dont worry ill punch ur but thole therapi st if they stare at u weird cause ur great, okay?
u v u
dont u worry

omg...thank you that means a lot! I'm very happy..u_u thank you v much, bub.

nawwww i hope every thing turns out well ;^; Your perf~

ooomg thank you so much..you guys are the bes

thanks!! im glad you can tell hes supposed to be attractive hahah also! i hope youre feeling better now!!!!

Your allowed to make a character for my comic~ <3 // its not about wolves so its all good~ <3 //