My dear Harlem Angel. Because your profile picture is cool, I will let you in on a little secret...My whole life is a lie.
Yes, you have caught me. I'm not of this world. I am of an alternate universe where humans succumb to their inner spirits. I am actually the Spirit of 'Sara' speaking to you, as Sara is unavailable right now, having eaten too many Krispy Kreme donuts to understand the difference between a donut and reality, because as they say, the life is a circle. Or is it the circle of life? Either way, this message does not make sense but it's okay! It's not supposed to! Being in a food coma is about the best thing that's happened to Sara, especially since it was caused by donuts.
It is that exact reason that has left her biography in the same way as it was written 3 years ago. Because what you see in the bio is no lie. Due to her food coma, Sara has remained the age of the fifth teen for the past three years. Her physical body has grown since that time ( thank god. You should've seen the baby fat. It's now been replaced by beautiful, round, donut fat) but her mental state is questionable. You must understand that Sara is quite Imbecilic. I'm sorry, stating the obvious. It's why her book that was planned 3 years ago is just that. A plan. Because she is a stupid, son of a-
"Uhh hello?"
Crap! She awoke from her deathly donut slumber! I must go! Remember what I said! She is an idio-
"Whose there? Why are there voices in my head? Hello voice! Nice to meet you! My name is Sa-"
Oh for goodness sake, take these donuts.
"GASP! I love donuts!"
Ugh, eats like a pig. Disgusting. I'm ashamed to be your spirit
"OOOH, thdis ith- oh noh.-"
Thank god. She passed out again. So sorry you had to witness this. Uh, hakuna Matata. It means no worries. For the rest of your days. And for some people, like this imbecile here, those days are very limited.
Please hakuna matata bout this message. I will send an apology letter on behalf of my body and dignity. Good bye