My Honest Outlook On The World (Real Life Talks -Per My Benefits-)

Oh my God, Why?!

"Why?", you may ask yourself. Why has she come back a year later to start another book when she has more to finish? 

"Why?" Because fuck you. That's why. I have little to no motivation to finish these books because my idea well has run drier than the Sahara desert. And I could've made that an inuendo, but I didn't. Because I have some dignity left. Little bit. So how are you? Ah, that's right. Why should I ask how you're doing? (Still pretty decent, I guess...).......... in this book we are going to get into some deep shit. Septic tank deep. Though, I've never seen a septic tank before online or IRL. I'm just assuming they're deep.

Life Lesson No.1:

Don't assume. Assuming makes you an ass. From the great words of my mother of whom is now several hundreds of miles away from me and will hopefully stay that way. She was a hypocrite. Take that advise and toss it in your septic tank (if you have one, that is.)

I skipped introductions, and that was shitty of me, I guess. Yo. I'm Sophia Ruthann #################### xD sorry, I'm not that stupid. Telling you my last name would be a mistake and you could probably find me in any records. I guess you can say I've been everywhere.. That's if everywhere is the south.. Unlikely but still likely, who cares? Exactly, don't. I'm not from the south, though. I was born in a hospital in Denver (Colorado). Lovely? Right? In this book I'll be talking about a wide range of different things from puberty, sex, and feelings... YAY so tune in every whenever the fuck I want to update for a whole new chapter and problem! BYEEE