Shatter in the blink of an eye.

Okay. ouch. My entire body hurts. And I can barely hold my head up. I've been up all night. As in, not slept. At all. First off, Victorian gothic novels, namely, Mysteries of Udolpho and Ann Radcliffe can officially lick my ass! ARGH!!!! The book is Mysteries of Udolpho right? The "mysteries" are supposed to take place at the castle of Udolpho. Makes sense, right? I'M ON FUCKING PAGE 290 AND THEY JUST NOW GOT TO THE FUCKING CASTLE!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I hate heroines. Especially ones that faint, literally, 34 times in 36 pages. And cry in every. single. fucking. sentence. GET THE FUCK OVER IT!!!! AASDFLKAKONMSDFOIWAIMEFR;OAERGOMAERO;GFMAEWEFRAWEHFRASF.

Oh, and I dislike stats very much.