So I stayed up till 12:00 am last night. I wake up at 7. My mom is like,"Are you coming to run with me?"
I'm like,"Sure!"
I thought it was only going to be a mile.
We ran 3 and walked 1. DEAR ARCEUS IM DYING.
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Random2 cups of random, a teaspoon of requests, a pinch of rants, 1/2 a cup of best friends, and 2 cups of stories. Mix it up. This is the recipe for disaster.
