In my mind I have a nice Lyn and a mean Lyn; one supports me when I'm nervous, the other berates me when I do something bad

Both comfort me when I'm having a shit time

Mother bought me a perfume as a gift, but its one "for males", and I'm slightly pissed about it, even if I don't mind maleing a little

As an act of protest I'm flowing into girl mode for the rest of October

Paranormal activity

I missed my bedtime by 2 hours