The other day we went to the Country Club. In my opinion, the name is cringy. As we walked in, I saw the mom of a girl that bullied me in fifth grade. And in response, all of the characters living in my head flipped their shit. “WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!” Then I saw her. “Yep. We’re definitely going to die.” When Mackenzie saw me, she gave me a look that only the devil would give you. I want to be nice to her, but at the same time, I REALLY want to fucking blow her head off. (Not literally).
Anyway, I’ve become addicted to writing my story, I’d Rather Live. It’s about- eh, fuck that shit. It’ll take too long to tell. What’s happening right now is what my friend Luke and my character Wednesday would call tea. Nile, one of the main characters, really likes another main character named River. Nile and River. I’m not funny at all. But what Nile doesn’t know is that River likes him too, and they both don’t know how to confess. Nile tried talking to Wednesday (another character) about it, and began to cry when she says something offensive. Don’t worry. Wednesday is very kind. She just didn’t choose the right words. So anywho, Nile ran to his hotel room and River followed him because he saw him leave. I’m not going to say what happens next… You have to guess.