AWitty
COMPLICATION
a witty profiles fan fiction.
prologue
Never doubt the
power of Oreos, your iPod, and the internet.
I mean it. My life depends on those three things. Really.
There were those days when I'd be texting my friends, and they
came out with something random about their crush, asking for
advice. Normally I would answer with some song lyrics they'd
never heard, so they didn't know it was lyrics.
They'd agree, and once I even saw my friend and her crush walking
hand in hand through the halls the next day. I didn't even get a
little wave from her. So much for advice.
Oreos came in handy there. Eating helped me ignore how they
ignored me. I just scarfed down two handfuls, three if the Oreos
were some special flavor, and hid in my bedroom.
My laptop was then my escape. It has a name, Senor Juan Juan. I
have no idea why I named it that.
Anyway, I'd just log on to my email. My tumblr. Anything that
kept me company.
Then one day my father asked me what sites I used. I answered
truthfully: tumblr and gmail. He was a bit confused and told me
to look up Witty Profiles. So I did.
The rest?
Well. You'll just have to continue.
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criticize.
