"GASP! ARELLIA!" outloud. Then I flipped through it. You are quite the badass.
This guy that looked like Elvis had asked me for my number yesterday in the drugstore. But no one would get off the fecking computer. So I just gave up and went to the comic store where I saw Kenny, who my brother never told me about. Kenny's cute. I was all hey, Kenny. Winkity wink.
But he was engrossed in his trading cards like so many an art fag. YOU RUINED MY LIFE, ART FAG EX-BOYFRIEND.
I forgot what I was talking about.