Yes.

I don't know what to put for a title so I just put "Yes.", and this is the start of Sash's decline into a braindead sponge. Some stuff happened today, some stuff with some other stuff and whatever. Why am I even typing this? I ask myself that all the time, ha. When I'm typing a dumb post like this, I ask myself why I'm typing it. Well, I don't need a reason. NO REASON NEEDED! So this is like an outlet for me, it makes me feel better to think that my thoughts are just blasted out into the abyss of the collective scum of the internet and evaporate into nothing. Wait, that doesn't make me feel better. That wasn't actually what I wanted to say with that, but oh well.


The point is..... There is no point! That's the beauty of it. I don't have to have a reason to post this. Why are you even reading this? Go away. No one reads my blog. Leave me alone. I just want to be left alone, why don't you understand that? Yet you keep reading, just blatantly ignoring me. Actually, you know what, I don't care anymore. That's just stale now. Stale like stale bread.


I'm going to guuuuuuu tuuuuuuuu sleerrrrrrreeepppppppppppppp

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