(Updated Whenever I Feel Like It Lol.)
This is simply a book about me and my daily problems (most of which my brain tricks me into thinking are a thing when they're aren't a thing at all) also, just the fun times I have with my friends.
Now,, I never like to find fault in the people I love,, but there is something seriously wrong with my boyfriend.
Don't get me wrong, he's super smart, funny, sweet, but.....he....it's just,,,,,,
He friggin' loves bugs
And I mean, LOVES bugs. He's so fascinated by them and it's really cute when he starts telling me about all these bugs, and I'm like "yeah this sound terrifying but as long as your happy I'll listen!" But then he goes out and BUYS them
He had to make up a lab (he's really into math and science) so he said he'd text me when he's done, right?
Well I get the usual "yo bb it all guud in da huud" (he doesn't actually text like that) text to let me know he's ready to talk, but then he sends me this:
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and ugggghgghg bugs are scary and he already has a crap ton of cockroaches and I hate being in his room because I have an irrational fear that they're going to escape and crawl on me and I know that's a possibility because they are so big that they will literally rearrange things in their terrarium so it's how they like it
