She claims that I am going to tell a bunch of lies about her abusing me and what-not. Which is not true. Everything I say is true, including that one time where she tied me to the back of a donkey and got it to run through a pile of elephant feces. By the way, she didn't even let me wear a mask or anything! I had to take it all in, it was awful! SHE'S A MONSTER. Back to other true things that I am not making up.
I am known as Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing on this shizz, but I feel a more appropriate name would be, oh, I don't know, something along the lines of Master Of All And Ruler Of Everything, or something simple like that. I LOVE SAILOR MOON. Anywho, I think I should start a blog myself. I'd call it "The Legend of Vivian" AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! I really don't know what to write. I mean, I could just talk about how I got this black eye I that I am not making up, but we all know that it's from Dumb-Butt Writer.
Anywho it was a warm Spring day and I was just plowing the field on my farm (I was going to plant some eggplants) when suddenly I hear a noise, a bunny crying in the distance. Now you are probably thinking that I am crazy for thinking I can hear little rabbit nibbles, but I can seriously talk to them. Seriously. I'm not crazy. I'M NOT.
Anywho, I followed the noise and came across Dumb-Butt Writer pulling on the rabbit's poofy tail! Being the might and heroic heroine I am, who is heroic and mighty in every way, punched Dumb-Butt Writer across the face and pushed her into my personal pond of children's tears, where my pirahna, whom I have trained to live in such an environment, just happened to have the munchies and nibbled (chomped) on her left big toe. Nothing too bad.Okay, so sahe has nine toes, whatever! That just means one less toe to look after. I wouldn't want to have nine toes, but it suits Dumb-Butt Writer.
So after she escaped, she decided to return the favour and punched back (violent person) which is exactly how I got this black eye that exists. The black eye that will no doubt be gone by the time school starts again, so there will be no way to actually tell that I had the black eye in the first place. Even though I did.
And now for a cute picture!
Well Dumb-Butt Writer wants me to end this entry because she doesn't appreciate the fact that I am exposing her true self on the internet.
Just so everyone knows, but mostly Dumb-Whatever Writer, vampires don't exist. Yes, I've probably ruined your childhood dreams, but there is no such thing as a glittery man who watches you sleep and is fast enough to escape when you wake up. Or is that Santa Claus I'm thinking of? By the way, Santa Claus exists. Vampires don't. Or do they? If a vampire was ever to watch me sleep, I'd probably cry. Santa Claus is bad enough!
Tatty bye for now! Actually I'm probably never going to write in this blog again. So just tatty bye. Or bye. It all depends on if you prefer the immature goodbye (and we know which goodbye that is) or the mature one.
So tatty and/or bye!
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