Help Poor Old Me Out

Please do. Like seriously. I know many of you like the idea of that comment story thing. But the thing is.. TOPICS. I'm practically brain-dead for any new story ideas (since TEO basically eaten and swallowed me alive and put me in its pit of misery and has taken over all my story ideas).

But.. You guys actually voted. Wow.. I.. I.. CUTEPUPS IS SO PROUD OF HER MISTIAN MYSTICAL SPARKS!!!!!!!!! :'D

Like, I just made this post last night, and look at all those votes already! :O

I just love the blog background too much. <3

School was way better today than on Friday, by the way. c:

But it's still school. So it's still "eh". .-.

Cute Pup of the Day

Omg that tongue though.. that puppy is adorable omg! :P

So yeah. Gimme all your ideas, man. All your topics, man. Everything, man. >:U

Time for me to talk about school (in a positive light for once.. ok not really lol).

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When you overhear your friends talking about how much they love bands you're now obsessed with (thanks to some of you guys XD *cough* DA *cough*). asndiucodejdmx BEAUTIFUL. 

So, that one close friend I still have who isn't a total.. um.. jerk (who couldn't find me during that pep rally). Well, when I replied to your comments, we were having a conversation (oh gawd).

When you all become old like me in the white prison building called high school, you'll understand. ;n;

So this was how our weird conversation went. (oh gawd why *insert friend name here*) X'D

Friend: omg i hate our spanish teacher too ugh 

Me: same 

Friend: and that project omg 

Me: Yeah all in Spanish

Friend: who ur partner?

Me: this freshman.. forgot her name lmao

Friend: same lmao

Friend: ... don't get me started on math

Me: ikr so many quizzes

Friend: ikr

*blabbers on about complaining about the Spanish project and math class when suddenly...*

Friend: hey

Me: wut

Friend: ever heard of that pregnant freshman?

Me: No.

Friend: ikr

Me: who r they?

Friend: *says 2 names of people I don't know*

Me: O

Friend: *texts me about the freshmen for half an hour*

Me: ... wtf y r we still talking about this

Friend: idk lmfao

Me: But, just, ugh, like WHYYYYYYYYYY

Friend: lol

And that, children, is what my friend likes to text me about. X'D

We are messed up individuals. X3

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See? SEE?! This is what I mean. I need to come up with better blogging ideas instead of whatever the hell this is.

Like for reals man O_O

ok bye luv you all as friends ofc why would i love you romantically wtf

Good day!

PS: Look at my swag from several years ago. Swag. Omg. I was 9. XD X'DDD boodyfiul 1000/10 2fab4u XD