Приветствую вас к форому "Аппел Хоус"

Day 1:

Updates from my favorite scum haven't been appearing any more due to the forum change. really sad and scared. crying...
tried re-reading my fanfics. still sad...

Day 2:

Had the idea to attempt to restart the entire thing. It would start as a sitcom with oooo being the mother and spaceman being the dad that never shows up for his kids because he's always in space. Everyone else including me would be the bratty kids. The motive was going to be that the scum from that universe wanted to fuck around one day and pretend to be an entire human family. I think that would of been funnier and more relatable than the current thing. It's probably at least the best AU out there.

Day 3:

Didn't even go to school or do anything because I was so sad. All I wanted to do was to be with them. I tried so desperately to re-read what spaceman has said to get an idea of how to travel but sadly our human technology is so inferior. I could only hope they come into our supercluster and scoop me off my feet into their world. It would of been so dreamy.

Day 4:

I ran away from home at this point taking all I had with me. I ran as fast as I could and stole all my parent's money for transportation. Eventually I got out of the country through stealing money by luring men into alleys to shot their heads off.
This part was actually pretty fun. Man I bet TuSs would think I would be so cool! I bet that would convince him to fuck me.
Actually, once I settle down somewhere and somehow, I should make that a fanfic! TuSs and me with guns surviving off the streets.

Day 5:

Dead men always make a pretty good meal, very high in protein. I cut them up a lot so they would fit in my backpack. I had to remove the bodies some how . The actual first time I wanted to stuff myself. Isn't that weird? Anyway, I was able to finally leave the country and into Canada. I wasn't at Toronto yet but I was getting there. It was then at that point I saw some men on some moose came up. They asked if I was lost and of course I said yes! Finally some shelter! I actually had time to write down my fanfics!
Best day yet.

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And that's all of what she wrote in her journal. I sort of paraphrased and fixed a lot of spelling errors
and cut down on some of the extra stuff in there. I also cut out the fanfiction she started to write called "TuSs, Me, And the City" but we all know we don't want to read that shit. I can only assume she stopped here since I think they found out that she killed some people as they probably went through her backpack for some reason. They also probably used this journal as evidence. I believe she's now in a mental ward. I'm just posting because this shit is sad and horrible but also somewhat amusing. Also I heard she went on here a lot so maybe there was some people who probably thought better of her, I don't know. I'm just sharing her last written words to y'all. I was one of her friends and so I feel we're on the same page, was she always this crazy, even before I showed this to you? I honestly tried to be the most tolerant friend but holy shit she really pushed some boundaries when it comes to people. It was especially weird at that time when she started stripping and started flashing around lightbulbs. Again, I really don't understand her sometimes.