As always, Trouble caught up with me. Panting, but there.
Ha- you thought it was a personification, didnt you?? Trouble is my neighbour, a very nice girl. I used to call her trouble when she was a hyperactive 4 year old and it stuck.
Yea, I'm crazy. Get used to it.
Trouble asked me if I wanted to finish last year's crackers off this year. Those eat up a lot of time, so I asked my uncle's father-in-law. He's in charge. Bullet said we could. What a lovely, yaoi-filled morning.
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The Wannabe Diaries [ONGOING]
RandomWhy be creative when my diaries from late middle school to the end of high school exist? Hope you enjoy the lovely, pure cringe. Names of places and people have been changed, obviously.