I am so angry right now.
Last night I came home to Dad telling me he picked up my clothes and did laundry for me. I thought, "How nice of him." Except he picked up a total of four pairs of jeans that don't fit me anymore, a pair of underwear that fits uncomfortably, and one shirt that I hate. For this, he completely missed the numerous decent clothing strewn on the floor instead of being in a box next to my closet.

I really shouldn't blame him for an honest mistake, but I'm still generally pissy now because I have nothing clean to wear. Not pissy
at anybody, just [tornado fang]ing livid.
the game
AND THEN THIS HAPPENED
AHUYSGDVYUABGFYTVFWY
joking love you ruri