The window cast:
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The window cast: My son got creative too, he doodled like his ma did ahaha. He wrote his friends name on and drew Bud and Bud's hedgehog toy, big shot, and even drew a dedication to his mam (top left) amongst other things. I was thinking of getting some spray paint and getting creative on the yonside with a Watchmen face logo ahaha... "It's all a joke" ... "tonight, a comedian died in New York..." Yes I know still a dork and goofball despite the horrors that occur and persist around me... Anyways, good job I'm made of stronger shii, I can't blog about my situation or ex anymore from now because I may have to go to court. 😩 Am I terrified? Yes. Am I anxious and feeling unsafe? Yes. Nothing I can do about it though and I've endured worse so I'm plodding onwards with my studies and made some new friends and hung out with decent people, a friend and I enjoyed the view on a late night drive as he's got a convertible, it was so freeing and I