Transition already!

Other than the pivotal role it plays in Jurassic Park (the movie),
I really don't see why mosquitoes exist. What is the purpose of such an insect?


My dad, who visits me every once in a while in my tiny one-room apartment >.<, just killed one about 20 minutes ago when I mentioned I got bit 3 times last night. I could only tell where it had been by the blood mark on the wall. THAT'S MY BLOOD!


Gave me such joy to know that it had been killed. Thanks, Dad <3


Oh, and the title of this post is in reference to mosquitoes, too.. sorta.
It's already October, but I'm still getting bit by mosquitoes? It's fall.
Mosquitoes are a summer thing, so DIE ALREADY.


I'm not as annoying as I may sound. This is just another rant, and I know it's illogical.
It's just to keep me sane for the rest of the world^^


Here's to getting back to the real world where people have depression, financial strife, and family with (terminal) illnesses. Here's to faith, hope, and love that can survive through all these things. Time for prayer.


* {We care.}