bloo cheez
8:04 p.m.

Dear Stomach,

I wish I could tell you how sorry I am.

I never meant for you to be so hungry, I didn't mean to miss my third-lunch.

I can only hope the pizza, salad, hot dog, six frozen waffles, 3 bags of chips and a milkshake after school made up for it... *sniff.. you're my best friend.

Holy shit, besides missing one of my lunches, I just realized how amazingly awesome my life is.

Man if I were half you guys I would kill myself. Remember, suicide is the ONLY way out. Always.

---ca$hual

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