today, is visitors day. so as always i went to my room after breakfast to contemplate about my life choices.
lets start with numero uno.
breaking all the windows of my neighbours house. they were really nice people. thank god, they didn't press charges, my hair wouldn't have survived in a jail cell for more than one hour.
numero dos.
throwing chocolate pudding at my brother, while she was pounding into my best friend. the reason behind this is.. i was drunk.
numero tres.
cutting off my best friend's hair. she is not my ''best'' friend anymore, and i don't regret it.
this is it for today, I'm out of all the numbers i know in spanish.
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Memoir Of An Insane
Short StoryKayla is the definition of messed up. After the traumatic events in her life, she is admitted in a mental facility, where she begins writing a diary. There, she writes down her thoughts, emotions and life. ;contains diary entries, texts, events, p...
