Terminator 2. I saw it when I was 6 or 7 when it came out on vhs. I didn’t want to watch kids movies ever again after that. It was fucking awesome. As far as scarring me, none, people in my elementary school were watching Faces of Death.

I was really sad because my dad was slowly rotting away so I got on zoloft. I completely stopped being creative and I am constantly making things or thinking about making stuff. I got off Zoloft and my motivation came right back.

I got off Zoloft and it got a million times easier to start stuff. Unless it’s chores. My major problem is finishing or following through.

None, I’m not.

He went in to help her stand up from the machine.

I hate it. I resent that I have to get an app to turn off the horrible lights in the computer and peripherals.