It has been a hard afternoon. It started well actually. I had ordered some ice-cream, and it was delicious. I was stressing about a bunch of work I had to do but lets be honest here isn't that every afternoon? Anyway, after doing some work I thought "you know what screw this I'm gonna go watch Netflix."
So I went to my room and started watching. I started forgetting about my stupid problems, but of course something had to ruin that. I started getting spammed by Teresa. Stupid Teresa. I'm not even exaggerating, it was like a message every 2 seconds. For privacy reasons, I won't tell you who Teresa is but she's not a person you can tell to shut up. It's like telling a client to shut up. You just don't. Anyway, that's what happened. Then I decided to start writing this.
I hope you liked this. I don't really know how to end this so this is awkward. If you liked this give it a thumbs up or uh I don't really know. Okay bye.
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The Pain Of Living
RandomYa'll know what I'm talking about. Existence is pain, living is torture, and the only thing that can help is good food and video games. Don't argue with me on this. In the end nothing is worth it, since were all gonna die anyway. No, I'm not having...
