Honestly, I don’t even know what happened this time. All I know is I woke up and now I have this ghastly scar across my face and I’m being returned for a replacement like a 50 cent goldfish at the state fair and no I still don’t believe my mom LOVED ME AS MUCH AS THAT JERK IN — oh my, I got a little carried away there.
I’ve given up the search for answers. I accept my fate.
Why, Hanni? Why?!
