darn it.
(Why wouldn't you leave a freaking single reply, like "Hello, How are you"? or something like "are you still breathing?" or maybe "Who are you?".... urghhh.)

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...So here I am alone. Stuck here in an abandon house with a white dog who doesn't know how to bark, a fridge with lot's of dead human intestine to be cooked for supper, a huge window that you can't open unless it's night, my best friend whose name is computer who can give me more than what i want, a bed that tells me to sleep 24 hours, a television that tells me that bad is good.

I don't want to go out, I don't want people to see me, I don't like the sun, I'm allergic to beach... whew!

well, guess what?... I'm busy being fabulous.