I feel like I should do Megan’s sad chronicles, I feel so gross, I just threw up, and now I feel so ugly for it. I hope I’ll feel better tomorrow, I hope, and I hope you don’t hate me. Maybe I’ll feel better tomorrow, I hope.
I'm Meg. I'm like all the others, but I tend to go my way. I love the way you look at the sky. I believe in rainbow farts and in pussy power. I like you because fuck you. Peach shit and space kittens forever! Hope you don't get lost.
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