Crap. I'm starting a book. What do I say? Should my first chapter be an author's note? Should I mention the fact that I'm in a unicorn onesie right now sitting in a chair drawing a giant picture of Theo James? Welcome to my life, I guess. I'm just about the weirdest person you'll ever meet. Except for that one kid who sits in the back of the class and eats paper. Literal paper. He sits there and rips off the edges of worksheets, notebooks, library books, and anything else you can think of. DID I MENTION HE EATS LIBRARY BOOKS? What is he, a goat? Anyways, I hope I'm not as strange as that.
To wrap that all up for you, welcome to my book. These are my daydreams, awkward encounters, struggles of living in the real world, and my love for food. Get ready to cringe as much as I do when life happens to me.
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Tales of an Awkward Anti-social
HumorJust a small town girl living in a lonely world. She wanted to take the midnight train, but alas, she was stuck doing math.
