I am convinced that life hates me. First I had to deal with my friend dying and my dad being sick. Now my grandma's dog, my best friend's cat, and my cousin joined my friend. I'm just........ I'm so done here. I apologize for not updating my stories, but if I did, I feel like I'd end up killing someone off. That's not where I wanna go with any of them. I don't think I'll write much, if at all, until at least my cousin's funeral is over. Again, I apologize for the inconvenience, and I'll try to get back to updating as soon as I can. Thanks guys.