Michelle

I refuse to spend Christmas with my mother if she's going to be so vile.

Work, work, work, work.

Am I allowed a life outside of it? Pretty please?

Christmas is soon and I am torn between avoiding the biological family to spend time with my may as well be family here. One is enjoyable while the other is sure to require me being completely drunk or otherwise intoxicated. Refusing to bring the boyfriend along for such occasion.

We skated; it was delightful. Hot chocolate will be the death of me. One day they will simply find me dead in my apartment surrounded by mugs of hot chocolate and wonder what on earth happened to me. I fully expect anyone reading this to tell my tale of horrible addiction. ♡

I miss roleplaying already. I am an addict, aren't I?

Dropped all current games under the pressure of making both myself and people around me happy. You know it is problematic when you are canceling evening plans from weeks ago to stay in and write an RP scene that could wait until the morning. How distasteful of me.

My updates are rather small these days aren't they?