Joined Oct 12 2010
19 years old
I'm now nearly 19. Wonderful. Still engaged, though the biology thing fell through once the professor realized how utterly annoying I am. I only got to go on one outing before she stopped inviting me to tag along. Can't really blame her, though; not even I like myself.
All of my friends jumped ship once I let depression have me. I hope that they've all made new, better friends and that they've forgotten about my existence. I just kinda sorta started sleeping more, leaving less, and stopped contacting anyone altogether and as of late, no one's questioned it or has come looking for me. It's a bit lonely at first, but once you realize that you're no longer under any obligations to get out of bed, shower, fix your hair, or watch your phone, it's pretty peaceful. I'd have a fridge beside my bed and never leave the house if Charlie didn't live with me, lmfao.
I still have a shit ton of cats; 14's now the total, 15 if you count the stray that shows up from time to time for a place to crash and a bite to eat.
I genuinely do not give a shit at this point. My life goals are now to sucessfully survive this hellhole with Charlie and to open & run a cage free, no-kill cat sanctuary.
Hit me up if you're interested in adopting a cat, need help with your taxes, or simply have nothing better to do; my email's now [email protected] and my kik's Samdolf_the_cheepe . Gmail's too spammy nowadays, ykwim? Toodles