I’m trying very hard to not write on here. If I do, it will be very dark stuff and I apologize in advance for any weird, awkward feelings or manifestations of evil that may occur deep within your soul. Then again - if you’re following me, you’re already a bit sinister, and my most recent novella about prostitution and drugs will be like a walk through Candyland for you. I love you all, so much.
Listen, Internet. We need to talk. I’m breaking up with you. It’s not you, it’s me… not liking you anymore. So goodbye, until I get bored again… which will probably be in about an hour.
P.S. I hate soccer.