Gwen's Autobiography (Extremly mundane)

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Saturday, December 2 / 10:26 AM

I wanted to write about how extremly tough it is for me to fall asleep at night, but i changed my mind. This place is almost my own private diary because no one visits. Which will be a good thing if it really is. There's a sudden outburst of squawks coming from the living room, tango and kash are so thickskin. If only i could invent this dummy to start poking them with a stick the moment they start squawking. And then 10 minutes later, i'll get arrested for animal abuse. The end. AWESOMEEEE. I got to run, i'm already late.

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Saturday, December 2 / 10:26 AM

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