To you.

In a virtual world that consists of nothing but purchasing, impressing, and conversing with others, I am a lovely outcast.
In this nonsense blog, I'll apparently be whining and complaining over aspects of Ameba Pico, and occasionally, everyday life, in the words of a schizophrenic, delusional fifteen-year-old cross-dresser living in America.
I'm not promising to be bubbly and happy about anything, because I'm not.
In all honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing.
Hi, I'm Hope. It's nice to meet you.

And also, since I said this in a post way back before anything, the names of the posts are just whatever happened to be there when I pressed Ctrl+V.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Oh the peer pressure.

A dear friend of mine included me in her blog, and I felt compelled to do the same.

I totally didn't take it while she wasn't expecting it.


THIS IS ALOIS.
I call her Cone for reasons unexplained.
WHENEVER I SEE HER, SHE'S USUALLY WITH ROLEY.
That picture just happened to be one of the rare times I found them not together.
SHE'S ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THAT I CAN SAY THE MOST RANDOM CRAP EVER TO AND SHE WON'T THINK THAT I'M MENTALLY INSANE.
I'm pretty sure that me and her don't live in the same time zone.
-insert words about Alois here.-
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