So if you didn't know by now, I am walking dead GARBAGE. A whole new level of trash. The show, game, and comics are my FUCKING jam. When that shit happened with Duck dude I can't even explain what was going through my head at the time. I FUCKING CRIED OVER A LITTLE BOY THAT ISN'T REAL. And I don't regret it biatches. I died a little on the inside when Ben said that shit about himself. (Redoing Season 1 in twdg rn lol) Chuck was me. We were one. Two old homeless men that are alcoholics but together as one. Mentally that's what I am but ya know same thing. Anyways I'm going to continue my binge watching since literally like yesterday nonstop. Peace out bitches.
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The book of cringe
RandomSo. If you didn't know, I'm a super ultra mega cringe fan girl dweeb. Because of this sometimes the cringey fan shiz builds up to the point to where if I don't let it out I WILL DIE. Of awkwardness. The purpose of this book being to let it out. It w...