Despite what the title miserably fails to persuade you, I can assure you this is not humorous. Just nonsense. However, I'm not one to judge *glare* oh wait- I'm writing this book so I c a n
Enjoy reading this garbage!!
Don't forget to read Volu...
There we go. Off to a nice start. Good job on the drums person who's in charge of the drums- *thumbs up*
So yeah, I'm back to write a fresh, new chapter about . . . erm, nonsense that is apparently humorous. That's the title and concept *sheepish smile*
We all know the teenage years can be exhausting or whatever, but who am I to speak about teenage years? I'm not one-
Oh wait. I am. Or at least according to my birth certificate. I just saw it yesterday. Looks old like usual. Nothing out of the ordinary. Clara *middle and last name*, born August 11 year 66666666 why am I telling you all of this-
This is not the fucking point-
God, iTs bRuTaL oUt hErE ✨
Alright, so-
15.
Nobody tells me they love me.
Well, that's a lie. My family does oBvIoUsLy.
But I've met no redhead named Abagail.
MY LIFE IS A LIEEEEEE
I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE
JUST CONVINCE ME THAT YOU'RE A REDHEAD AND THAT YOUR NAME IS ABAGAIL
*clears throat*
Teenage life is S O U R
Like, where's my fucking teenage dream?
And I'm not talking about Katy Perry. I literally mean where's my teenage dream?
Quora has my answer: it never existed in the first place.
If someone tells me one more time "enjoy your youth" I'm gonna-
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AND I CAN LIE SAY I LIKE IT LIKE THAT
BECAUSE I DON'T
I REALLY DON'T
YOU'RE NO HELP QUORA
THANK U NEXT BISCUIT
I could've ended the chapter there, but I'm nice. So let's keep this shit going.
Let's talk about . . . ✨ my hair ✨
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