Hello there, you found me.

That must have taken really skilled stalking skills or you somehow knew me from my past life and I told you about a top-secret social media link; you then boarded a train to Iceland, somehow, to keep it a secret, but Iceland had no ice; it was a plot twist. You entered a hallway in some abandoned castle, but it wasn't a hallway; it was a bus that took you to San Fransico where you took a job as a baker in disguise, however one of your customers was a secret agent who caught you in the act. She took you under interrogation, and you gave in under the pressure, giving her the link you kept for so long. As you were held captive, you received the news that I had died, but I didn't; I came back to life under the cover name of TyAnn "Sheep" Tran, and that's where we are now, but either way... Let's keep it between the two of us—or five, six? Can't be any higher than at least 10; I could be wrong...

Anyway, I'm here now to share my knowledge and wisdom—of how corrupt my mind is—by putting them into stories (I'm warning ya'll ahead of time). Let's see if I will actually be recognized for this (my idiotic, terrible skills); share my messed up mind through my messed up writing skills—what am I typing? We're in this together, through thick and thin... Hopefully.

Thanks for stopping by (if anyone ever looks at this). Good day.

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Τωιττεя: @Trontonix
Ιηsταgяαм: @Trontonix
Fαη Fιсτιοη: @Genuine Imagination
Dευιαηταяτ: @Trontonix
Co-Wαττραd: @Midnight_Runners

If you do contain this information, my life is in your hands, mess up, and I know who to blame. Don't let those words—"Stalk me"—get to your head, it's just a cover up. See you on the other side.

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(Let these symbols be a guide to your journey. ~Sheep)