So today I moved into the NEW(!) temporary home. I will be here until late August. WHY? Because I was sent out on my own because my grandmother has no love. I mean it in the way that, I think it'll be fun to paint that 4th canvas of the Nightmare series now. There's this nightmare...well it used to be a nightmare...of my father holding her in his arms, huddled together in the freezing snow, dying together. I think that'd be a nice, nice view of her ending. Well, maybe don't take my father with her.
My mom found my citizenship. SOOO you may ask what's going to be of Antony Green's long-awaited trip? Well now that she just quit a dying family connection (consisting 1 of the 4 family members I've talked to in the past years), living on my own means not flying off. I wish I can fly off. I really do.
FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKER OF A GRANDMOTHER. YOU CAN TAKE YOUR FUCKING POSESSIONS DOWN TO THE GRAVE WITH YOU NOW.
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