╔═══°∴,*⋅✲══〖✰〗══✲⋅*,∴°═══╗ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ " 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞?" "𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭." "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲? 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲." ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ ╚═══°∴,*⋅✲══〖✰〗══✲⋅*,∴°═══╝ ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•...
i'm not much of a writer but sometimes i write stuff on those youtube playlist things. someone asked me if i had wattpad so i will just put all the ones i write in this book. i doubt anyone will read this but if you do thank you :)
I don't remember much from high school. I found most classes boring aside from history and science. One of my favorite lessons pertained to the sun. My teacher informed us the sun is ten thousand degrees. I tried to picture it but couldn't considering mere hundred degree weather feels like the hottest kind of swelteri...