Here is my confession:
I have little friends and I honestly don't give a single fuck.















Yup.

I'm a boy

Well, I am 278 pounds. And proud.
Im 13.
I'm a brony.
I play Roblox. And I like it.
Sometimes I can be a tiiiiny bit racist.
I play piano.
I procrastinate alot.
I am your overall horrible person.
c:

Let me delve deep into my inner brain.


I am slightly sadistic.
I suffer from clinical depression.
I am a narcissist

Fucking morbid, why do I remember this stuff? Well, I guess I could say

I am not happy.

I am really a cat.

I am really a human

I am not a real cat. I am a llama.

I couldn't care less about it, most of the time, but I generally dislike bronies (or any of those weird fandom fans).

Baronobeefdip wrote: I suffer from clinical depression.

Barnobeefdip wrote: I am not happy.

Makes sense.

My confession: When I turned four years old, my preschool teacher gave me a cupcake. Later that day, I threw up on my hand. Now I feel nauseous whenever I eat too much cake. But I still like cake, so it's fine

When i was 6, I was a very naughty boy, One day in school I refused to do learning and throw chairs around