Aka all the Fontcest smut I threw myself into..

And want to cry while cuddling Whiskers; my little blue kitty, my Sans pillow that Emma made me, and my cow.

And then probably reply to Vincent

And cry more

I might cry just thinkin-

Okay I am

But like

That laughing cry

That's all the more depressing

Especially when I say out loud what I'm typing

and my voice shakes

and I laugh as tears slip down my cheeks and fog my glasses

And I laugh more, even more sadly, because I think this is all hilarious

And I'm making jokes about it

Now I can't stop wheeze-laughing

Probably should use my inhaler

I don't wanna

I'm over it now

The crying

Now it's just the silent not happy not sad not anything phase

and rereading all my shit to make sure it didn't get autocorrected

And then debating even posting this after reading it

But doing it anyways

Because I'm too lazy to post the other shit I need to

I love you all

I'm on my period.