You can stab someone's eyes out while looking fabulous.

Ooh, I've seen shadow figures ever since a woman killed herself in the graveyard next to my house.
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Oh, and I get super anxious a few hours before a bad situation arises, even when I have no way of knowing, such as break in or mugging, so I've managed to avoid most.
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Most recently, I got super stressed out in the middle of town and nearly broke down crying, so I ran back home. About an hour later, my mom was going to go to the shops, but I told her not to.
Turns out, not far from where I freaked out, some delinquents were kicking in a window and stealing stuff from a cafe at that moment. I found out after it'd happened.
It's far from the first time it happened too.

Kneesocks are honestly one of the best things in existence.

Mood.
I bought 2 boxes of dried fruit a few weeks back, from a wholesale place, and it's all gone D:

Pokémon Home was recently released...

I was doing weird shit when someone broke in the once.
0/10, do not recommend.

First book was RWBY After the Fall
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Love life:
"But most of the flimsy wooden stalls were shuttered and empty... clearly business wasn't booming."
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Sex life:
"Only now he was running, waving his sword to get their attention, and shouting a warning"
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Second was Seize the Night;
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Weapon:
Magic
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Epitaph:
"The monkeys were too spooked to linger here"

Imagine thinking you're straight without trying dick first lmao

A Skana.
I'm okay with this.

I'm more than happy to sit and draw for hours if I'm in the right mood and can find the inspiration.
Sometimes I'll spend 7+ hours on one thing, and other times I'll tire of it after a few minutes.
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The joy all drains out when someone else wants me to do something though, and sometimes that includes myself when I set goals.

"that dumb bitch, with the balance of a drunk and a face that can only be described as vacant"

Hell yeah, same as every one before it too.
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I haven't had a crush in over 5 years, and every time someone tries to flirt with me, it makes me feel super anxious and bad for some reason, so I'm happy to stay away from romance for now. Maybe in a few years I'll want a relationship.

Ikr.
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How can the offspring of a thief and murderer be the physical embodiment of social anxiety?!

I did fuck-all, yet still suffered.
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I found a 2 week old kitten corpse in my house from when my cat gave birth.
(We only thought there were 2 kittens. Apparently the 3rd died during the birthing, but was hidden by the mother.)
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And the one time I left the house, I tore a massive hole in the crotch of my only pair of jeans.
I literally only have cargo shorts left.

"How to sleep less?"

My legs move me, does that make them art?