Last night someone made a joke, and I completely over-reacted. I should've just laughed it off, but nooooo, I had to go and fucking cry. I'm surprised Nathan hasn't kicked me out of his house yet. I kept him up past three am, just talking about random things. He's way too good to me. I'm such a bother to him.
So, yeah. I know this is weird, but I'm too tired and sick of everything to be the Ben you guys are used to.
As soon as I get home, I'll try writing the rest of the Fer Sure sequel.