The True Apocalypse

I wrote a funny

[The date has been scratched out] 

                                 I ate a tart bean the other day, and I tried to imitate the face I made back then. However, I failed on a large scale and ended up looking like I was constipated. I laughed at myself; and then, just as suddenly, I cried. I don't know why, I just... did. I'm still confused.

I didn't feel anything that would cause me to feel the need or want to cry.

What is wrong with me?

I s  t h e r e  a n y t h i n g  w r o n g  a t  a l l ?

Oh, sorry, I said I wrote a funny. I guess you wanted something funnyy...haha... I guess you didn't expect my sudden burst of crazy. 

Also sorry about the lack of neat paragraphs today, I really don't feel like...

well, like myself, today. 

A customer didn't return today, they should have. 

I  g u e s s  t h  e y ' d  r a t h e r  b e  t h e i r  o l d s e l v e s  a g a i n ...

Okay, enough scary movies for me...

I laugh like they're comedies, point out all the cinema magic, fake/ unreal scenarios/props, and then write stuff like this...

O h ,  s u r e ,  b l a m e  i t  o n  t h e  m o v i e s . . .

[The rest of the page has been torn off, odd... there is more writing; however, you believe there will be no continuation of or reference to this page...]