I am rubbish today. I don't particulary want to exist.
I just walked through the park to try to make me feel better. I decided that nature would help. Then I decided that wearing shoes wasn't very natural. My feet now hate me. But squishy mud is fun. Some random man asked me if I was ok. Oops. I shouldn't look that bad ever. Although I can't have looked that bad with boots on cause I got 2 beeps and some whistles at the bus stop...
Anyway, I don't want to talk today, so I'm going to go eat pasta. And cheese. However naughty it is.
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I want you to exist!
Cheese rocks. Anyone who suggests you give up cheese is clearly Not Your Friend.
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