Saturday Night, Saturday Night, Saturdaaaay, Niiiiiiight.~
I won't be on Saturday. Desu.

And for those who care, that "Saturday Night," song above, my brother and I made that crappy song when we were, like, 5. Why? Because a video game had a song that sounded like it was saying that.
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Only 255 characters, and nothing to think about putting. So instead, I'm just gonna rant. What's the deal with Pudding. It's a funny word, but the stuff is nasty. Like, what the hell was wrong with the dude who made it? I bet he had absolutely no friends.
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Sometimes I wish you would pay more attention to my favorite songs because the lyrics they sing are the words I am too scared to say...
I've built a wall not to block anyone out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over it.
DAISUKI!
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Only 255 characters, and nothing to think about putting. So instead, I'm just gonna rant. What's the deal with Pudding. It's a funny word, but the stuff is nasty. Like, what the hell was wrong with the dude who made it? I bet he had absolutely no friends.
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Sometimes I wish you would pay more attention to my favorite songs because the lyrics they sing are the words I am too scared to say...
I've built a wall not to block anyone out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over it.
DAISUKI!
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Only 255 characters, and nothing to think about putting. So instead, I'm just gonna rant. What's the deal with Pudding. It's a funny word, but the stuff is nasty. Like, what the hell was wrong with the dude who made it? I bet he had absolutely no friends.
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