I'd come, Kellijo. I really would.
But I'm fat, and I don't want to leave the house until I'm thin again.
So I'll just sit here, escape into my mind where I'm always the beautiful heroine, and tell you and everyone else that I don't want to come. Even though I really want to.
This is the worst Halloween ever.
(EDIT: Sat down, worked through my feelings, and now I feel a lot better.
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