I have no idea what I'll be doing for the next few days. Not a clue. Well other than work on the, not real life book. I guess I'll just keep listening to the same song for the third day in a row. I don't know why I listen to one song over and over and over again. But I do learn the lyrics to the song. Problem. I have listened to many song over and over again. So I know some songs by heart, some others not as nearly, some I don't even have a clue what their saying. But that's me. I'm in a corner writing this. Not because something bad, I just want to listen to music and write but my tablet also needs to charge, so I am ligitly I the corner with my dresser right on my right. Ligitly isn't a word, is it? Ah I don't bother with that, I'm not one for speaking english correctly but no one ever corrects me on it.
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The Life of Me pt.1
SaggisticaThis is my life, and the pain that comes with it. My story, and the loneliness that rides on it. This is the other side of StolenGiant, and there isn't a way back from it. So if you want to hear on how sucky my life is, read it. I honestly don't car...
