I have no clue where this book is going but oh well

also i'm writing in the bath so:

1. deal with it

2. I fucking hope i don't drop my phone 🤪✌️ wish me luck

3. it's green.

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AFTER THE STREAM ENDED

"You know yesterday, i was crying because i'm a woman, and Ivy came over and she like lay on my chest. AND FUCKING CALMED ME DOWN?!" I almost yell, at the confusion i was holding in. "Okay?" Corpse asked me over the phone as he lay down "Okay? that's all- She👏lay👏on👏my👏chest👏and👏calmed👏me👏down👏" I say putting down the knife, i was using to cut up vegetables. "That's so amazing, i'm so proud of Ivy for doing that" He said in a fake sincere voice "What ya cookin good lookin?" I shook my head at the idiocy "It is a....concoction. I'm putting rice n veggies n chicken n then like spices n shit" He laughs "So you're making a stir fry, got it" I shook my head "nuh uh, this is the waste not household. Any left over random like halves of peppers or onions or avocados or whatever gets made into a meal. no wasting is allowed my my house. you order food you don't like? tough luck, suck it up and eat it" He nods slowly "you're such a mom" i nodded in agreement to his statement.

~time skip~ 9:30pm

"Why are you doing that?" I heard corpse whine for about the fiftieth time through my ~very~ short skincare routine "because i want to" I said with tiredness laced through my voice "But why-" He starts to drag out but soon stops as the facetime call was ended. "What the fuck richard?" Corpse asked as soon as i answered "Just shut up while i finish" I complain putting on my toner.

"What's on your sheets?" He asked as i pulled them over my chest "It's closed eyelashes, they are sleeping and so are you." I say closing my eyes "But-" I cut him off "Ah ah, nope sleep, lights off. close your eyes and breathe" I sunk further into my pillow "G'night baby" I hear before slipping into the darkness.

Hi

sorry this is short

but yeah, so hi

i hope you're doing good

why did i take national5 history? i've (in the past two days) written 13 pages about the hitler youth

MY HAND HURTS