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[balsamandash]

The fish are dead. The fish are super dead and I still need to find a way to bring up the subject of moving to my mother, now in full awareness that she hates the idea, thinks it's screwing up, and thinks I should settle in at my grandmother's indefinately.

The fish are fucking skeletons, the spoons are entirely gone, my head is splitting and I don't know what to do with anything and I still have to present as a rational, sane creature to everyone around me for the undefinable future.

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[alexseanchai]

*hugs?*

[balsamandash]

*all the hugs* Thank you. <333