Say What? Well someone complained that I complain and I thought, wait I’m writing this Book. The freaking FBI is becoming thoughtless unable to solve a crime. And you won’t believe what children are doing to themselves in the excerpt of The Soul Wrencher’s Clock. Why the freak do people who don’t want to hear complaints read my blog? They must be retards. I mean if I wasn’t me and life wasn’t happening to me, then I will be someone I can never be. I will be the ALWAYS RED privileged White Female. Which ones are red? ALL OF THEM! If you find someone who is always agreeable with you and has nothing to complain about (May I never be this person for humanity and being) then go there and read, otherwise better tell your friends to buy the books or no one gets books. I complain? RED must be heaven in your dreams.
On Complaints
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