Super-baby
You can't kill me, everyone; I have a child to care for. No, not for babysitting. No, not my toy dolls (I told you not to tell everyone about that). It's my real-life child. She's real. If you don't believe me...you're smart. But I'm not even lying this time. I'm telling the truth. Pretty much, I have to an issue an apology to all (read: maybe one) of my fans that I have not written this blog in some time (read: like seven years), but I have good reasons. Let's go through them: 1) I was sick for like 3 months, because of the aforementioned child that is mine. 2) I didn't wanna 3) I left the school-that-must-not-be-named and so I was no longer crazy stressed and didn't need this blog to be my stress-relief, and I didn't have heresy classes to write it in anymore 4) I had really bad writer's block 5) I am no longer funny or weird because I have to be an adult, as there is an actual child in my house now. 6) I forgot I think those reaso...