((FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK. I can't catch a fucking break these last few weeks. It's like, after I got home from con, my life decided "hey, you're happy! Let me ruin that for you..." and suddenly I'm tired, grouchy, incompetent, and it seems like I get into fights with my boyfriend more often. Oh well, he's just jelly that I have people to relate to. He's always my Russia, but if he's gonna be like he is, I still have my Spain, Canada, France, Iggy, 2!P Iggy/Prussia, Italy, and Soviet to back me up. Jesus.))
Don't mind her, it's almost her time of the moth again. She's just being an idiota. Until she's not trying to rip