ATTENTION (SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT NO ONE WILL READ): This book is not confused. The author isn't either. Plot twist, right? I am confused about many things, but if there's one thing I'm sure about, it's my sexuality. I am a bisexual. Plain and simple. I'm not confused, greedy, or attention-seeking. Five years is not a faze. I've had as many girlfriends as I've had boyfriends (although I'm not sure how my repulsive figure and personality ever attracted anyone). And I am saying this random statement because after everything, it feels good for me to be able to write this down knowing that it's true. Now that that's out in the open (even though no one, not even my fake audience, actually cares), time for the "fun" part of this chapter.
This book does not have an announcement. The author does. I know everyone in my non-existent audience has been fighting for such a title, but I have met my Number One Fan. I shall call my wonderful 5th character Lucia. As it turns out, someone actually reads this crap! I don't know why she would waste her time reading kindergarten-level writing with a boring non-fiction plot, but either way it makes me feel a little bit honored and a little bit ashamed that she read a book that is pretty much my true personality. A personality that hides under a mask (and not a very good mask, either). So, Number One Fan Lucia, Congratulations! You are the only person who bothers to read this shit. I sure as hell know that Rachel doesn't read this, even though she is aware of its existence.
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A Normal Book
Literatura FaktuThis book is normal. The author isn't. The author is untrusting, desperate, and scared of embarrassment. The author hates the author.
