It's been a lousy year. Friends and Family out of my life, relationships damaged, countless people dead.
Hell, you only need to look through my followers to see that though, right? i don't know why I even post any more. No one comments, no one has anything to say.
Oh well, Live in the Light, right?
...That was terrible. *cough/-shot-/cough*
Anyway, I've been trying to extract my lungs via my esophagus since Friday. Been coughing up some foul smelling black slag. It's been fun. Gabe is a stubborn ass that refuses to be more than three feet away even though he's going to catch my Nyquil-aint-doing-shit death cough.
Gabe feels this incessant need to remind me that he is my boyfriend now, and therefore it is his job to be a pain in my ass about things like this. (Did I ever mention that here before now? 0.o)
Of course, I pretty much tacklehugged him when I woke up and found him waiting with an ice cream cake. I was a very happy Sammie. :3 I love my ice cream cake. It felt oddly normal, but it made me happy, so ^^
Anyway, he wasn't terribly happen to see a certain ghost of my past has returned from the dead *cough*again*/cough*. But, on to happier things.
Like that it's my birthday. Haha, I have lived to celebrate the 16th anniversarry of the day my fantastic self was born!
I'm going to cut the fake ego now. :3
Stay safe everyone.