‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍𝓽𝐡𝐞 𝓼𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 .

all my grief says the same thing —— this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. and the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, and says: but this is how it is.

ᅠᅠᅠ 𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒉͟𝒂͟ .ᐟ that's not funny, you getting 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ᅠᅠᅠ in the head ——

there is a vicious beast (molerat) outside of my room. girl help. it is going to attack me.

" why do you talk— " utter panic. but, despite everything, excellent trigger discipline.

raises rifle. backing away.