So, my bed gave me an early Christmas present. A broken toe. yay! There wasn't any blood, but there was screaming and cursing. And now I refuse to look at my dad. ( It's complicated- ) My toe is swelling and I have a limp because my toe hates everything and I hate my toe and it's almost Christmas and why why why why why why why why why why why ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow the pain the pain the pain the pain
Story Idea - my bed Victim - my toe Status - emo
