-As cool as it would be i doubt i could pull it off 1:26 am in the morning-
-but then again-
Guess I'll start at the beginning, first time I remember treating me weirdly was when I first went to elementary school, I made a huge mistake asking my parents to walk my all the way to the classroom.
edited 16th Aug '15 10:29:47 PM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!See, I look absolutely nothing like either of my parents. Dad looked a lot like an inuit would and had black hair, mom, while she did look too much like him, was a little tan and had brown hair.
Right after I went into the classroom I remember a lot of the kids and even one of the teachers asking me if I was adopted. After they told them other wise they... Started viewing me as a freak and dubbed me snowball.
edited 16th Aug '15 10:38:35 PM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!Yeah, but Karma hit all of them in 3rd grade hard when that one kid named Jerry brought in pizza while he had the flu. Put his germy hands all over it and gave it to everyone. Lucky for me, I got the information about all that before it could happen and played sick on that day.
-grins-
So I got a free day off school without getting sick like everyone else.
edited 16th Aug '15 10:49:21 PM by Lilqueendaisy
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!Don't you want to learn embroidery?
-Looks puzzled that this is even a problem-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Okay, now this part is hard. I want you to take this tiny thread and put it through the teeny tiny hole on the blunt end there.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?