according to a site, my death is on 2069. currently, i am on my 2nd skeleton set. i cry easily; though it's not a common occurrence. i mostly learned english from watching cartoons (most of it being adventure time) and some from school. would you believe i'm existing for two decades now, and still haven't learned how to ride a bike? or even learn how to swim? i'd want to dye my hair purple someday. my friends are my ride and die. i think saturn is neat. the supposedly greatest years of my life are spent avoiding the plague. it would've been better if we were in a zombie apocalypse. if i was in a zombie apocalypse, i wouldn't go down without a fight. i'd smash people's heads in honestly. but with my cardiovascular endurance, i'm pretty sure if zombies could run, i'd be chased to my death. which is why i want to work out more. all i do is longue around. i wanna be a cat in my next life. or a rock. y'know, fuck it, i've had enough of living, fuck a next life. at least i got bts in this one.