( The Yearly TL;DR )

Psyche. No. Please stop trying to ruin my sleep.

Dear Psyche,

I know how he died.
I do not need nightmares about this right now.

I will fucking punch you in the face.

Bitterly,
Mako

Gods, I could just cry.

I'm not devout or anything ( Read more... )

It is Father's Day.
It is also my mother's birthday.

I am both utterly miserable and deliriously happy at the same time.
It's come as no great surprise that I've been upset for the last few days.

I love you.
I miss you.

I didn't forget.
I just wasn't feeling one hundred percent.
I'll have something for you soon.

Give me just a little more time.

( Dear Sweet Australian )

It just doesn't end, does it ( Read more... )

Today makes it seem like I accomplished a lot, when I likely didn't ( Read more... )

( Two years down, many more in counting. )

My stomach is a rumbling pot ( Read more... )