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Don't touch my shit
bishi, keh, smirk
Really sick of all my stuff being moved around. Only just swapped bedrooms and now I have to move house. I feel so unsettled and stressed all the time because my personal space to relax is non existent right now.

Apparently Mum/Dad knew for weeks (maybe even a couple months?) that Sam/Azz were planning to move. So I'm actually quite pissed that they didn't tell me. This whole moving house thing was really dropped on me. I hate being blindsided.

While yes I do wanna move out because then I'll have more space.... it's just that I've been happily setting up all my figures downstairs when I could have just packed them straight into boxes.

I came home tonight to find that Dad had moved all my remaining figures from upstairs and put them in cardboard boxes (albeit carefully with newspaper) they were all shoved together which made me freak out and I quietly cried while I pulled them all out again and put them in their own boxes.

So that ruined my evening plans.