I was planning on holding this off until after the fart contest was over and prizes were given out, but you know what?

I can't take this bull shit drama anymore. You don't even want to know how much of it I haven't mentioned. Bitches are trying on purpose to start it with me now.

Thanks Lacie dear, you stupid ugly whore with an accent that could make one's ears bleed. Yes, I still remember that accent of yours, fat ass, even though we haven't spoken outside of the internet since 8th grade or something, seeing as you moved and all. Your artwork looks like shit--that's why you never get any views or comments on it. It's lacking in the emotion department. Same with anything else you need for something to be considered even remotely artistic. And come on, how many times has that eye make-up art shit thing been done? I can't believe I thought you were good when we were younger. And in case you stop by here again, yes hon, I did see that journal. GROW THE FUCK UP.

I should put your username here just so I can get revenge on that time you yanked my hair for sticking up for a real friend. But I'm not going to. 'Cuz that's what you want, isn't it, you little cunt? Some attention? BAAAAAWWW, NOBODY LOOKS AT MY ART. I DON'T GET COMMENTS. WAAAAAAAH. MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE A TOTAL BITCH?

So, see ya around, everyone.

If you find me, well then, how good for you. -.-

The only thing I'm coming back here for is to check up on the fart contest. THAT'S IT.

THIS ACCOUNT IS DEAD. GOOD BYE.