Matryo's sick.
Tomorrow's the last day of classes and I'm ready to embrace the summer warmth and bury myself in blankets as I watch my aircondition bills sky rocket and-
Oh look I'm sick.
Wow.
Such Timing. Much chronos.
Olfactory senses, you've failed me.
What have I done to deserve this?
:(
Achoo!
Fuck.
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I'm A Load of Nonsense [My Babble Book]
Non-FictionI actually didn't want to construct a description for this, but I guess it's..uh...needed. I'll make it brief, don't worry! My name's Matryo Nihon and this is my little escape from silence to just babble and talk about a load of nonsense! I'm a fan...