It's really hard to write with a splint (it's one of those things people wear to help stop something from moving), but I guess it's mostly my fault.
Me: Backbends don't need warmups, MOM.
Mom: Just watch...
- 3 days later -
Me: MOM I CANT STRETCH MY RIGHT ARM FORWARD WE'RE GUN GO TO THE HOSPITAL
Mom: I T O L D Y O U.
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It's really weird to write a diary and then publish it to millions of people... plus, I can probably never erase this from the face of the internet. OH, speaking of which. If you check the copyright on this book it says public domain, but all art I post onto these entries is still under copyright law until I die. *shrug* Nobody will want to steal it anyway x>
*wait*
I LITERALLY PUT THE DATE SO I COULD PROVE THAT THE ART WAS FIRST POSTED BY ME. *sweatdrop*
wait no I put the date so if I shared any story ideas and somebody tried to take it as their own and make a story out of it, I could prove it was my idea... AAAA MY MEMORY IS WORSE THAN A SNAIL'S
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I keep wanting to finally clean my room of everything in it and become a minimalist, but I have serious attachment issues. Ya know what? I'm just gonna take a break from writing this and clean out my room while I'm still motivated.
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I LOVE music, okay? Music is awesome. I'd consider myself a melophile~ If YOU don't love music,
you're lying.
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entry complete
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Red's Digital Diary
RandomThis is just a place to share my thoughts. I don't have any rules or anything for this, since it is just a diary. ~*Hey, I'm Red, an aspiring artist that procrastinates WAY too much.*~ THIS COVER IS TEMPORARY I SWEAR LOL
