R: My- My mother- when- *Stops hugging her* Can we go back to the guest room-.?

R: For- For everything I did to you-.. everything I did to her-.. *Hugs her*

R: *Cries* I’m sorry-..

R: ... *Covers his face with his hands*

Jeezuz

R: I-.

Ooh really cool

Heheh hi

R: *Just starts crying again* I-I didn’t want to-

R: *Gets up* Do you- think she’ll forgive me?

R: Y-Yeah *Hugs her* *Sits up*

R: ? Why- Why are you hugging me.?

R: *Trips over outside his room and just cries on the floor*

R: *Gets up and goes to leave the room* *Still crying*

R: *Just starts crying and talking*

R: *Mumbling* It’s been 10 years-

R: *Starts saying everything in a different language outloud*

R: *Lays on his bed and starts mumbling random things to himself*

R: *Goes to his room and sits on the bed*

It’s true-
Like- someone drew Trish and and I thought I was straight and- (this was like two years ago-)