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*laughs in your face*
Yes, I know I haven't updates in a long long time. But BAHAHA screwwit.
Same old, same old, everyones just a little fucked up.
I'm in "english" now. Pretty much spending allllll my time just sitting listening to Smashing Pumpkins. I feel like crying.
It hurts that he didn't think I was good enough. I wish I didn't care.
Yes, I know I haven't updates in a long long time. But BAHAHA screwwit.
Same old, same old, everyones just a little fucked up.
I'm in "english" now. Pretty much spending allllll my time just sitting listening to Smashing Pumpkins. I feel like crying.
It hurts that he didn't think I was good enough. I wish I didn't care.
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Sally-Wally, I am going to write you a sexy, magically story. Please do not cry because it is crap. You may, of course, cry for other reasons, but this is just a story, so it has no real importance.
One day, there was a magical pumpkin seed. It was enchanted. A fairy called Jimszo cast a spell on it (yes, in this story, fairies can cast spells). One day, a little boy called Sissmah was shopping for helmets. He was there with his mother, Paulette. Sissmah was very unhappy. He did not WANT to be shopping for a helmet. He thought "If I were to wear a helmet, people will think I'm un-cool. I don't WANT to be un-cool. I want to be cool." Of course, he was wrong. The same as everyone who says anything against helmets and kettles is wrong ( ... )
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