I LOVE To write,

But never do,

If investigators investigated a crime,

And the cops found my search history,

I would go to jail.

They would ask:

“Oh so your a writer?

Where is the book?”

To which I would reply:

“It’s in my head,

I’m good at procrastinating…”

They would put me in cuffs,

All put me away,

Which is okay.

More time to think of trauma,

To give my characters,

Seasoned with experience.

I like PASTA guys,

It’s yummy…

I want pasketiiiiii

But I don’t want to make some…

I’m a fatty guys,

The food baby needs to thrive my guy!

Sorry I haven’t posted,

I’ve been in the mountains,

That are now on fire,

Tehehehe!

I dropped my phone off a BRIDGE,

Prolly should get a new one…

But I’m not going to,

Because I’m broke…

My money don’t jiggle jiggle,

It’s gone 🧍🏻‍♀️

True story

RIP me🪦

Okay maybe I can see,

As of late,

Why I’m not getting new writer friends,

Because I’m acoustic…

Oh well!

Haven’t posted but I’ll try,

And if I ever have something to say,

I’ll probably jam it into one of these!

My book is literally so amazing guys,

But My RyLee,

Thinks I’m like a devil,

Because my characters go through hell,

My bad pookies,

I’m just a girl…✨🧚‍♀️💅