It is my birthday. No national hugging bloody day. I hate hugs, yet I am supposed to be an Aries.
âIt is April 15th. It is time to go to work!â
âOh ... itâs April 15th? I guess this is my pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis diagnosis anniversary!â
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Larry the unstable alien has been brought to Earth and lived in Antarctica for a while with me. My mum took me back and Larry hid in my hoodie. That little rainbow alien with glitter glue for blood ate my emotions. He is now seen running in circles, dancing in public and randomly screaming. Because of him, I donât know what emotions feel like and I am eternally grateful for his hunger.
âWhat the hell is Larry doing over there?â
âLarry is not real!â
âLarry IS real you idiot!â