I don't know what to say anymore. I've said it all, some more than once. Nothing is tagging my mind, IPassGas's brother is making a book. And by the looks of it, it's going to be an adult like book I think. He may be twenty, but I'm pretty sure that it'd be better to make his own account, but who cares? Not me. That's for sure. I want to play certain games that o can't, cause we either don't have it, can't play it, or simply won't let me play it. And it's stupid. Of all people I'm stuck with nothing to do... ever.
You all have friends right? Well if my mind was yours you'd lose those friends. I have, and it mostly seems that they keep coming back, I don't know why, and honestly, I couldn't care. No one help me.
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The Life of Me pt.1
Non-FictionThis is my life, and the pain that comes with it. My story, and the loneliness that rides on it. This is the other side of StolenGiant, and there isn't a way back from it. So if you want to hear on how sucky my life is, read it. I honestly don't car...
