I'm a regular 15 year old teenager and there isn't much of an eventful that occupies my life unlike other teenagers in my Sophomore bandwidth.
Okay, I may not be as regular as them but I fit in well.
oh, who am I kidding? I don't fit in at all.
In fact, I'm so particularly out that people know me for who I am. And I don't regret it 96% where 2% is utter resent and the 2% is me being human.
Yes. I just appealed to your sense of nature as 'human' since the truth is that I am, in reality, a vicious devil.
From the gang of 3 friends—all Scorpio—I am the one who fits into the Zodiac stereotypically with their dirty imagination, hatred and being Satan itself.
Furthermore, I consider this whole volume of an unentertaining person to be apologetic and somewhat a point of me pleading a non-existent cause of my life or probably, this book is just a walk-off each coming and going day.
So, since I've estimated the probability of you reading this, I will continue this mutual chat with your mind and note, my voice is not high-pitched but actually low.
Probably as low as Trump's respect for women—and speaking of that soggy Cheeto™️, I realise that the fate of America has fallen a bit too far from their economic status. Likely, I do not wish to hurt any sentiments to a Trump supporter.
Continuing, I will talk about all the ways I don't fit in with 15 year olds.
