Ohai ;-; I'm writing to you from my death bed. I have what can only be described as a killer virus. People call it 'the common cold' I like to call it, 'CALL THE FAMILY GET THE PREIST IM DYING' illness. I know, catchy right. So as I write for you, For what will most probably be the last time, Send me get well soon colas ë,ë and toilet paper, as my nose is running. Goodbye pimd ^~^ It's nice knowing y'all. But cereally. Does anyone know anything I can do to make the dying suffering go away?
I'm too weak to move. MUST MOVE TOWARDS THE LIGHT! Oh wait, it's the ipod. FALSE ALARM! But my end is near I can feel it in my ears.