In fourth grade I drank vinegar. No reason. Just because I wanted to.
When I was little, I had a laminated world map that I would doodle all over in whiteboard marker because I thought my drawings could be seen from the sky in those places.
I was trying to unlock my mom's phone a couple years ago, and when I would watch her do it, she always only pressed two numbers back and fourth. As my last try on numbers I was like "Alright, this can't possibly be it," but I typed in "696969" and it worked.
YOU ARE READING
The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma
HumorTo give you some comic relief after you read my poetry. These are dreams I've had, thoughts, and Evil Plans. Welcome, and prepare for a tour through a hellscape like no other.
