Can't sleep got too much to do slacked off too much now winter's come and the bastards are coming to collect and I can't afford the price of having nothing yet I'm here procrastinating. Amazing.
I like to write shitty stories, although not as often as I'd like. I made this blog to post them. All stories on this page is copyrighted, and protected in a vault in superman's basement, guarded by robot guard dogs that shoot bees out their mouths. Robot bees.
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