Dear Journal,
Not much hope left. I've been inside this freakish cushion bouncy room for what could be months. It looks fun, you know like the carnival bouncy houses from when you were five (or for some of you more creepy people...50), but NO it is not what is appears. You have to wear special no-hand jackets....so now I can't pet Williamsworth the invisible dog that lives with me in my room. Only I can see her because of my super powers. They all said Williamsworth wasn't real...but she IS, she is I telll you. But it gets worse...no phone calls, only five meals a day compared to my usual ten. (Bum bum BUUUMM!) And the worst is the booty needle. They stick it right in your--NO THERE HERE HELP ME DON"T JUST STAND THERE! NO I SWEAR THAT I neEd HELFdfdsfdSFDSFsdvXCvvdhfj!@$%
 RisexWithxthexDead · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 05:38pm · 0 Comments |
