Sure, you can have more.
'Ello, Saltface,
You know what? I think I just might ditch everybody else and find my way home by myself. Why?
BECAUSE I CAN. And Liluye is starting to creep me out. Everywhere I go, Hissy Hershey (That shall be his new nickname!) and Liluye are kissing each other. And it's not like there is anywhere to go.
I saw one of those pay phones. But it was out of order. Whoopdeedo. At least it stopped snowing.
Vine, Ice, and Hermione are now putting on a pathetic play of their own called "The Girl and the Shark." Hermione is the girl, Ice is the random bystander, and poor Vine has to be the shark. Not that I have anything against sharks, but Hermione's interpretation of them was quite ridiculous. For instance, I have never met a shark that has to do the chicken dance if someone yells "Floofaloo!"
Correct me if I'm wrong.
I think that drama class (And Derek Moon) has planted the idea in Hermione's head that she is destined to be an OMIGAWD AMAAAAZING ACTRESSSS!!!
I might actually decide to become a comedian in the future.
Anyway, the journey. I don't want to talk about it because it's the same old thing over and over.
So much for mentioning it.
So, bye for now, Salty.






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