I had to write a note to myself because I'm not trashing nor am I recycling tonight. I must do it on the morrow for after school is too kaksdosksndodnens.
Yes, that's zebra duck tape.
No, I'm not ashamed.
My handwriting is that of a shit-faced hippo on meth that lost 4 fingers in the war.
I'm worried my mom will see my little note thingy. I would've put "morning, fucktard" instead because that's my favourite word.
But, alas,
tard face will do.
I am tard face.
Hear me roar.
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Asdfghjkl.
It's pronounced "ass fuggle" by the by.
It's just the first thing that comes to mind.
Weeeeeeeeeee
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Story of My Life
RandomSometimes, I just really wanna share my thoughts for those who have mature immaturity as I, but I can't. AND THEN THE WATTY DIARY WAS BORN. Read it or not, I honestly don't give a shit, but I just wanna write it down because yeah. So, with that, her...
