Wed:
(I have no clue what to name things. I’ll probably have kids and sit there cluelessly trying to name them. They’ll end up with names straight out of Markiplier games. Shit like ‘Bubble Butt’.)
So, for this I will probably end up describing ever aspect of my life (more or less) and the only differences will be names. I don’t know if anyone will read this, don’t really care if anyone does, but if for some reason someone does decide to read this the names will not actually be real people’s names.
Straight into my messed up life then.
Thurs:
So, my mom is running late. I’m still at school, it got out 25ish minutes ago. Thankfully it’s not raining, and in the spot I’ve picked it’s warm. A little windy for my liking, but that’s just because the breeze is cool and I keep eating my hair. I forgot a hair tie at home today of all days.
I don’t really mind though. It’s a nice day. The sky’s are blue, birds are chirping, grass is growing. Oh, fuck it. I’m tired and I have homework.
I prefer it when it rains. The cloudy skies, puddles collecting rain, the ability to stay inside and read without an excuse.
Oh god, I’m crying. Have you ever watched a YouTuber (Markiplier), and they played a game where the message just made you cry. I would like everyone to know that I almost never cry, and am now sitting here sobbing like a big bubble blowing baby.
The video is Hears and Heroes, and it reminded me of why I love Markiplier. Why I want to touch just as many hearts as he has. I want to climb my way up the latter just like he did, and once I get there I want to thank him. He saved me. If not for Markiplier I would not be here today. If anything, I would just like to meet Mark face to face and give him a hug, say thank you. (Probably end up crying and never taking a shower again because I hugged Markiplier, jk) Maybe that will never happen. Probably won’t. A girl can dream tho.
Fri:
If I have to work for the rest of my life kill me now. I know that I probably will. That’s cool and all but it’s currently 1:14 am on a Friday night and I’m probably gonna be closing at work again tomorrow for a friend. I’m so tired right now. No joke, I’m laying down in my bed and the room is spinning. That’s how tired I am.
I know millions of people work all the time and I really shouldn’t be complaining because it could always be worse, but I’m gonna complain anyways. Complaining makes me feel better and it doesn’t change how hard I work.
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