Okay before I start I just want to pause for a while to stare at my older sister. Because she said something weird involving turkeys.
I'm done.
Aaaaannyway...
There are these moments when I really really wished life was a real person. I would look for Life and kick him in the shins and run away, because that's just how cruel life is. Then, right after, there are these moments when I absolutely adore life.
Strange how life does that to you.
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Strange, Isn't It?
RandomKay, this is basically some weird stuff floating around my head neatly (not really) compiled into this...thing.