Ah, being tired. I hear ya there. I've stopped saying I feel tired and just say when I feel awake (which is like, once in a blue moon).

Been a wild day (far as I've heard) for us inside, too. Shay's making a ruckus right now about wanting to eat (yeah, yeah! I hear ya! We'll get to it after I'm done with this post!), and wanting to do art (she hasn't gotten to do that yet). Which, I'm cool with the art, but I just wanted to hop on here first. Not so cool with the eating, but I will be (smokin' it up right now). Luna and I eat just about as much as we sleep. Mostly we just don't get hungry, and then for Luna, she thinks she's fat and she finds almost all food gross (not in the sense of being picky, in the sense of food that she knows she likes and has eaten before will seem gross to her and make her feel sick if she thinks about/attempts to eat it unless she's high). And then me, I'm just like, never hungry, but I used to not eat 'cause I was fat (we were fat, too. Back in 8th grade, we were chubby, chubby chipmunks, and we were poor. So we only got like, one meal a day anyway for the most part, but then our dad would bribe us with junk food (*possible trigger warning* basically, he'd give us a night of movies and junk food as like a payment to us for him going to the bar for a night and getting drunk and then coming home and treating us like sh*t *end possible trigger warning*). ANYWAY (just forgot what I was talking about 'cause Mike walked in the room)...
Cool. I usually use/give people nicknames. Jus' something I do, I guess.

Ahahahaha.



My real name's Lost Child, so, unless you can work out some sorta nickname with that sh*t, I think you're just gonna have to do what you can with "L.C.".



~L.C.