Slice of Life: Mystery Pie

I'm running out of pies. I've never had mystery pie, but even those who have don't really know what it tastes like. It's a myyyysterryyyyyy
What have yall been up to? I have so much stuff to do, blogging is sweet relief to my tired brain. Not to say no thought goes into blogging, but almost no thought goes into blogging. Writing is kind of natural for me. I journaled ( I know that's not a word.) a lot when I was younger so I'm used to just sitting down and writing whatever I'm thinking. Sort of. Usually the stuff that goes into my millions of notebooks are along the lines of
1. What I ate that day
2. Who wore what that day
3. Things I'm freaking out about
4. Who am I?
5. Who are you?
6. Why is this stupid pen running out of ink? It's brand new, dang it!
So yeah, pretty much the same as what I put on here just a little more bizarre and less censored when it comes to my literal thoughts. Less of what I ate and that weird dream I just had and more of the aesthetics I'm currently subscribing to( that's my new thing that I say, along with 'fergalicious' and 'jolly')
I know that I need to go finish my script for drama, finish water-coloring for english, and do math review but I will procrastinate just a bit longer. You guys are WORTH it.
Your week will also be worthy, readers.

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