i was eating spaghetti hoops and it tasted metallic and i looked down and i had a cut on my finger that was bleeding into the bowl and everything was blood-flavoured
i ate it anyway but it wasn't pleasant
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my crappy, existential thoughts dump
Randomnote from the far future, in much better times; consider this book a diary, an archive, a live day by day biography- of the lowest point of my life so far. draw entertainment from it, by all means, but take it as a warning, of all the bad that comes...
