sO
I was pretending to be asleep 'cause it's like 11:00 here and my dad walked in
I'm not sure bc I had my eyes closed
But I heard page-flipping (sounded like large pages--suspiciously like mY SKETCHPAD)
And the paper scraping a little on the spiral
Yeah
I hope I didn't have too much demented shit in there
But I'm relatively sure that he flipped through the whole fuckin' thing
._.
Dad did I give you permission?
NOPE.
🖕🏻
Also here give me any number (I haven't read through them so idk if there's anything
That's just a no)
(So apparently I never published this lel)
Also my sketchpad wasn't disturbed from where it was. My dad didn't touch anything else so idk wtf he flipped through.
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