Okay. Okay? Okay. Alright. Alrighty? All good. Cool.

I'm going to point out that these are hard. I don't want to be relatable, cool or even remotely funny, but geez, kudos to those people that do this on blogs everyday. I've been editing this for twenty minutes. 

Brooklyn Jane. That's the name. You know why I hate it? Read it again. The initials. Again. And again. It sucks. Literally. Okay! Enough. Okay. Alright. Yeah, so, Disney is great, those soft chips in the small McDonalds packs are awesome and pizza eating is a sport, not a hobby. People who can't pronouce words are dead to me, even if I've said 'pistachio' as 'pit - ah - sho' until I was about 11. Dogs are cute, and cats are scary, Shawn Mendes is amazing but Katy Perry can get shoved off a cliff. Sorry hun, we've got bad blood.
 #sorrynotsorry

That was bad. Blood. Geez, I did it again. Damn it. I'll stop. In my wildest dreams. Arghhhhhhhh.....

♡Don't forget to read my new book! It's called 'Tragic Fates'! You can access it through my works, and if that doesn't work, message me and I can get it to you!♡

Here's links to stuff I don't use too much:
○ Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/brookfeathers/

Hoping to make that list longer. Ah well. 

Bye. Till next time. Ciao. Sayonara. Mayonnaise. Chicken. Mmm, chicken.