so...

hello! I am an overly obsessed person, trash for pretty much anything that moves and a proud member of the 'we sold our souls to satan for hamilton tickets' club. whoops. I was that annoying person in the back of the class who got to sit at the back, therefore supposed to do fun stuff like pass notes and whisper about the teacher's hair, but actually just read. like, a lot. if you decide to give my stuff a try that will make me very happy, if not, well, I will cry. because nobody likes me. also, little bit of housekeeping, I definitely have hamilton tourrettes but don't worry, I'm sure it won't disrupt wattpad at all.

HOW DOES A BASTARD ORPHAN SON OF A WHORE AND A 

um. yeah. okay. 

au revoir!
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