
TODAY IS THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY SISTER BEING DEAD. SHE DID NOT DIE ON THIS DAY. MIND YOu. THIS IS JuST ONE OF THE MANY DAYS IN A CALENDER YEAR I HAVE DECIDED. QuITE ARBITRARILY TO REMEMBER SHE IS DEAD. SHE IS DEAD EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR. DO NOT GET IT TWISTED. OR BELIEVE WHATEVER SHIT YOu HAVE BEEN HOCKED ABOuT ME HAVING DADS. SISTERS. COuSINS. AuNTS. MEEMAWS. OR WHATEVER THE FuCK ELSE INTERNET IMPERSONATORS HAVE THOuGHT FuNNY TO PuT FORWARD. I HAVE NO FAMILY. I HAVE NO RELATIVES. I HAVE NO CONCuBINES OR COuRTESANS OR AROuND THE CLOCK WHORES. I MEAN. BESIDES THE RANKMAID. BuT SHE IS KIND OF JuST LIKE THAT. IT WOuLD BE uNFAIR TO MALIGN A BARKBEAST FOR ITS BARK OR BEASTLY NATuRE. I MERELY TAME. AND. I GuESS. I HAVE. *FOuND*. SOMETHING OF A *FAMILY* HERE. DO NOT. uGH. DO NOT MISATTRIBuTE MY WORDS. BuT. MY SISTER NEVER LOVED ME. NEVER EXPECTED IT. YOu LOT. HOWEVER. ARE NOT SO FOOLISHLY uNWISE. FOR. THAT. I. GuESS. I. CAN. SAY. THANK. YOu. FOR. THE. ENDLING. FOuNDLING. FAM. tumut

