I'm a really weird sixteen year old. I go to school, I have great friends, I play sports, but I'm crazy and just weird and loud and always too happy. And I love food, especially pie. I don't care if there wasn't any pie. If you didn't get me any, don't bother coming near me until you get some. Although cake's great, don't get me any if I wanted pie. I know cake is good, but it's not as good. No excuses. Just pie. :D
- Pittsburg
- JoinedSeptember 5, 2014
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