I just read my blog. (I think I’m insane)

This post is full of text. I am going to proceed with writing whatever comes to my mind while I look around my room and hard-disk without any purpose. I have a hand phone that is so small I don’t really think it smells like parsley. And there is the speaker that is just beside it and it’s facing away from the phone for no reason(I shifted its position to better hear the goddamn son-of-a-bitch dying thing). And there is the thing that is used for putting your cup on when it’s like condensing liquid on its sides and dribbling it all over the desk and it kinda likes to collect those drops. I kinda find that disgusting. I mean, who in the world drinks someone else’s sweat? Fluffy. I just noticed that for every unspecified number of words I type here wordpress saves a draft and the word “wordpress” is underlined in red which in my book mean: bullshit word. Now where’s that paper clip? Oh my god, it’s my project brief hung up there on the window!

tl;dr:   I hate homework.

So here’s another picture of a bird.

So here’s a picture of a bird.

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