Wall for Amethyst (page 592)

*breaks down*

In the background, Taylor Swift is singing about talking traffic lights.

Frick.

*quickly turns on Soon You’ll Get Better*



All jokes aside, I can’t tell you how bad I feel.

Yeah, it’ll be fine.


Cancer is terrible though. I’m really really sorry oh my god.

He’s just really sick, he just got surgery, and I’m really worried.


But this isn’t about me.


I really, really hope your grandfather is ok.

Oh wow. I’m so, so sorry.

And my grandpa is most likely dying.

T~T

Oh. May I ask what’s wrong?

:/


You ok?

Well, oof.

Still ME! got an -♾/10 rating :P

It’s what I do best <3

HAI X


Omg I’ve been spamming you :3