Chapter 25- Notifications and dying alone
Sup, dogs.Larquisha be up in here, up in here!
Anyways, I got 100 notifications and I was pretty excited to read them but when I did they were all updates.
I thought that I may actually have a life but no.
Sometimes I feel like I'm writing to thin air.
Am I?
Can you hear me?
Hello?!
Oh well.
I don't really care if I die alone, I actually won't because I'll become a crazy dog lady, surrounded by , Maltese, Great Danes and golden retrievers.
I'll explain in the next chapter.
But like I said, I don't really care if I die alone, without any human contact.
It's not my biggest wish to get married and deal with snot nosed brats— I mean children.
I could just watch anime for the rest of my life with my puppies and doggies, never leaving the house till I'm 70.
I'm not that girly so I don't really think that depending on the 'pants' in the family is a good suggestion.
I'm gonna make my own money and raise it until I don't need anymore.
I just care about my doggies.
I even have names for them.
The list is actually too long for me to write and I wanna get this thingy done before 7:40.
Yours Truly, BlackAbegnation😘😘

ESTÁS LEYENDO
The rant book
HumorRant; to speak or declaim extravagantly or violently, talk in a wild or vehement way. - That's exactly what I'm doing. I'm ranting on and on about things that piss the hell out of me. This is my opinion. I'm only writing this so I don't kill someone...