Picture Day


 As the title suggested, today was picture day. I looked pretty musty today but that's fine. This isn't my senior picture and it won't be in the yearbook, thank God. I've got no one to impress but it's just a vibes thing. I didn't want to stand in line for however long just for my yearbook picture to be disappointingly ugly. How wack would that be? Also, me and Mr. B aren't cool no more. He needs to see me outside. He knows what he did.

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