I was at the fricking mall yesterday and they have those rides for kids where you sit on an animal and press the gas pedal to ride it around (but not in shops) so of course my rand parents payed to have us play with it for half an hour. I sat behind my sister to help her steer. I kept saying, "This is what the cool kids will be riding one day," and I saw Grace stelucy Casismykind Stoozie so like a pimp I just tilt my head and she waves to me awkwardly (I didn't even feel embarrassed, LMAO).
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All With No Purpose
Não FicçãoThe third book in my journal series! Go check out They Don't See It and Blind as They See!
