Dear Journal,
So I went for a walk.
I pet a few stray cats, looked at the stars, contemplated my existence, got held at gunpoint by some thugs that stole my wallet (luckily it was the one with straight cash and no credit cards or anything) and my phone (luckily it has 3 passwords on it) , and then some creepy guy gave me a tub of brownies.
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...Every bone in my body tells me not to eat these.
The voices in my head tell m
I feel like literally everyone would tell me not to eat these.
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Welp.
This should be interesting.
--Gumiya, still a Punching Bag
