Inside My Head.
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Hi.
I'm QuinnB. Aiit, so maybe that's not my real name. But I'm writing it there because I don't want anyone finding out who I really am. You know how friends can be sometimes.
Info;
17 years old.
An awesome April Hot Chick.
Uhmm.....Oh yes!
Living and Born Nigeria.
So..this book is like an autobiography....I think *wonders what an autobiography is* OK. So I don't care what it is. This book is what the title says. About the stuff that goes on in my head. The stuff I'm thinking while you're talking to me. The stuff I'm thinking when I'm walking on the road and I suddenly burst into laughter and you're wondering....WTF is wrong with that chick? Or you see me and my friends laughing and you don't get why.
Piss: I'm not the ordinary average girl..I'm not considered normal. I'm crazy, abnormal, weird and yet....strangely beautiful. And I love myself like that.
Piss1: I don't write PS because it's too regular.
Piss2: This will also include friends tagging.
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"What the actual fuck? There is a fucking goat in my locker. What the fuck is going on. There is a dog here too?" I can barely stand up because I'm laughing so much and Gabriel can't breath. "This is so funny. I knew this was a good idea." When Thea comes back to her hometown after being gone for a year she hopes to keep a low profile, and accidentally befriending her old friend, getting a panic attack when homecoming is mentioned in front of the whole school and getting arrested along with the principle for having a affair with him don't help her much. Add getting caught making out with your friend on the couch, pranking the school, going back to the gang she grown up with, taking her goat to school multiple times and accidentally fall into a classroom after sneaking around in the ventilation system because drugging her old school seams fun. Yeah, being back won't be easy and she won't go unnoticed like she hoped. THE FIRST CHAPTERS MAY BE BORING AND BAD. I WROTE THEM A WHILE AGO, BUT ENJOY ANYWAYS. WARNING, EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS BOOK IS PROBABLY ON DRUGS AND I HAVE THE WORST GRAMMAR BECAUSE ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE, IF YOU SEE A GRAMMAR OR SPELL ISSUE, PLEASE COMMENT AND I WILL FIX IT. ALSO, THIS BOOK IS KINDA OFFENSIVE, A LOT OF BAD LANGUISH, BAD THINGS AND OTHER NON KID ACCEPTED THINGS, SO DON'T READ IT IF YOU'RE TOO YOUNG AND SENSITIVE TO THAT SHIT. NOW I HAVE WARNED YOU, DON'T HATE ON ME THEN. I ALSO HAVE THE WORST HUMOR SO PREPARE FOR BAD JOKES AND STUFF LIKE THAT.
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