I posted a bunch of my old stories on KP and most of them were written at midnight. The ones that were written at midnight were super depressing, but the ones written during the day were happy. I don't exactly know why. Maybe it's because I was so sleep-deprived that I turned depressed... Seriously, one of my daytime stories was about an exploding pickle. But when I continued it at night, it turned into a story about a girl with a paralyzed hand.
OK. Change of subject.
I'm gonna change the URL for this blog...
Actually, I'm not going to... even though i'm not a pixie anymore.... but certain people in the bloggerverse (blogger universe...) call me that.
SQUEAK.
bye.
OK. Change of subject.
I'm gonna change the URL for this blog...
Actually, I'm not going to... even though i'm not a pixie anymore.... but certain people in the bloggerverse (blogger universe...) call me that.
SQUEAK.
bye.
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