My Random Crap (An Authors Mind)

Here you are, an authors mind at probably 2:00 a.m. Is an actual thought about a story going on up here? No? Are you thinking about that pint of ice cream you had because deep down you're an emotional, lactose intolerant mess? Probably. This is where I, Hannah, no not that Hannah, the other one who liked your instagram picture from two years ago, goes to write down her 2:00 am thoughts and ideas that she's never going to write about. Also probably challenges that she agreed to with her friends. So lean back in your pillow that you so admirably named Sirius Black, eat your ice cream, crank the Despacito Remix up till your white girl trash is satisfied with your on point Starbucks, and please read my crap. Thank you.