The rowdy ruffs boys are in a fight against the power puff girls. The greens are growling , the reds are staring, But boomer .......is having a hard time wth his counterpart.

Update: Wednesday and Sunday. I LEGIT KNOW NOTHING TO WRITE HERE! Umm..well 1) this is a poetry book 2) baby chickens are nice 3) DO YOU KNOW MY BIRTHDAY IS ON 22nd MAY!! YES I AM OBSESSED WITH MY BIRTHDAY DON'T FORGET TO WISH ME YOU BABY CHICKIES 4) I fcuking decided I will be professional and all but wtf am I doing¿ 5) I can assure you there is a shit load of awesomeness and rainbows and CHEMICAL X IN THIS BOOK DON'T BE SCARED HAHAHAHAH Hahhahha Hahha Ha HEY 22nd's my day hehe Oh god was I supposed to describe my book here? Well nvm! You all know poetry is inside and its a m a z i n g!!! Okay fuck PLEASE READ MY BOOK I AM CRYING! I AM A SKINNY BLOODY ORPHAN AND THIS IS MY ONLY WAY OF MAKING A LIVING! HELPP!! GOD WILL BLESS YOU AND GIVE YOU BABY CHICKENS! 🐥

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❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.