That was a terrible idea.

I can't think of any reason why I would have started that other blog.
It's not even interesting.
I don't think I did it.
I think it was someone else.
Maybe it was Emma.
She is quite the bitch.
Always yelling.
I don't know why I talk to her.
Well, I might as well finish what she started.
I'm always doing that,
Picking up pieces.
Of things, of people.
It's quite a hassle.
I suppose someone has to do it.
Sigh...
I hate other people.