I WEAR DRESSES FOR FUN.

[ooc; hackity hacked. Because nothing's funny like giving Kon a hard time.]

FUCKING HELL.

That's the SECOND time the City's friggin made me a parsimonious asswipe.

OH AND BY THE WAY.

ICHIGO. FUCK YOU.

AND I'M A GODDAMNED LION.

WHAT.

THE FUCK.

I CAN'T TAKE THE WILDS OF CIVILIZATION. FUCK THE ACTUAL- shitshitshit.

---fucking goddamn trees

HELP!

[ooc; Exercises in Mathematics! stuffed animal + grabby tree branches = ripped stuffed animal. And stuffed animal + pen = v. v. messy handwriting. ♥ ]

FUCK YOU, CITY.

....JUST FUCK YOU.

In a related note. I need a seamstress. God fucking damn this curse shit.

[ooc; was trapped, tripped said trap, and is no longer in great shape. (read; needs some serious patching) Kon adds this to the list of upsides of being a stuffed animal.]

SOMEBODY SHUT THIS GODDAMN MUSIC UP!

GODDAMN SHIT MUSIC WILL NOT SHUT UP.

THIS IS THE WORST FUCKIN CURSE EVER!