BRUHHHH I am going to just create a crazy life series then. Anywho— I am now a Smurf— Know why? I am in a Smurf play at school. I do not act anyone—I just play the xylophone. Now…the real thing is: Last Thursday, like, 4 days ago, 5, 6, who cares— I was at carpentry class and I was refining wood with a sandpaper machine. After that a boy was knocking on the other side of the stained glass to talk to me—and then he lost my concentration and my finger touched the sandpaper machine, and you could be able to see the second layer of skin—and it was my right pointing finger— and then I figured out bro liked me— End of story—I’ll post pt 3 when something crazy happens to me again!
BRUHHHHH It’s still there on my finger right now, just hurts less to use it—but it used to bleed
