I really don't know why. but pay no attention to me. I really don't know. I think I'm broken. Right now I'm saying anything that pops into my head. I don't like pickles. I never did. Is that a travensty. I really don't like myself much. I like how fast I can type. In elementary school I made sure I was the fastest typest in my class so that I could show all the other kids up. I never like the people in my class. I don't know why. I guess they were nice enough, but they never seemed to like me, either. I guess it was a mutual thing.
I'muna go, now. I don't wanna write here anymore. I just wanna go and explore the sight again.
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Meep. A word which here means meep. Why, were you looking for some deeper meaning there?
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