(Insert oc) after getting kidnapped: Oh dear, I've been stolen.
Kidnappers: why tf are you so calm!?
Oc:Hm, oh! I have no will to live.
Me braking the 4th wall even though imma have to fix it later:
HA, COULDN'T BE ME-i need therapy... Oh wait that rhymes!
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My Random Book
RandomThis doesn't have a single genre so it's pretty Random like the title says. Short poems, ideas, skits, and more. All by me unless stated otherwise.
