I was sane staying in and recovering when I felt like I needed it and when it was necessary because of course it was or is, but when I finally felt better and asked to go out for smoothies/freezies/milkteas or whatever to eat because I haven’t been eating here, My parents think I’m going to hurt myself. OH MY LANTA ! and then tell me to look at my face -_- I mean well, I know I’m hurt right now but you didn’t have to tell me to look at it.

I’m starving in this place :(