Ive noticed the cuts on your arms.
Theyre small, bearally noticable, but defiantly there.
But, your so funny.
Your so you.
Your so pretty.
Your so amazing.
Your so smart.
Your so skilled.

But none of those traits show to you.

Hehe. I've had another dream about her. My old friend, before i knew about Dragon. I miss her so much. I hope she's doing well...

This chapter is all over the place...

I now know what its like to be a superhero! I updated a new chapter of Random Shit and a few minuetes later a girl walks up to me and starts talking about the exact subject of the chapter. I mean, i huess fast weekends is a normal topic... but still kinda weird. As she talked i kept thinking "SHE KNOWS! SHE KNOWS IM WILD! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! Should i just come clean, but if she doesnt know im blowing it! Can i trust her with this knowledge!?" I stayed quiet. Vut if you are reading this, and you think you talked to me about how fast weekends go by and why you hate Mondays... please stay quiet. I like being known as Wild a pastel rainbow skeleton that writes too much! I dont want people to refer to me as my real name... because people seem to like Wild better. We're the same person, act the same, talk the same, write the same, but Wild is more well known than me. She has thousands of people reading her words every day, I only have about seven... so please just stay quiet...