Existentialism.

Hello there! What are you supposed to put as a synopsis on a book that's just filled with random shít? Seriously, I have no idea! Well, as I mentioned, this isn't actually a story. I'm used to writing down random stuff on the digital notepad of my phone, and I just thought it was a waste to have the things I write collecting dust and cobwebs in a dark corner that no one can find. Oh wait, this book is probably gonna end up like that too. Actually, I don't care. As long as one single person comes across this, and mabye reads one chapter I'll be happy, even if you hate it. (Yes I am encouraging you to read this. Don't worry, I'll apologize personally to you if you want me to. But you won't be receiving compensation for your wasted time, because the decisions you make are on you.) So, be prepared for typos and horrible grammar. English is my first language, and the only one I'm fluent in- but that doesn't mean I'm good at it. Also, I have stubby fingers, a laggy af keyboard and an ever declining motivation, so there will be A LOT of typos. Right, I'm also a hormonal teenager who analyses everything poorly but thoroughly and isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. Now, this'll probably bring some problems, but who gives a shít? I certainly don't, and at the time I'm writing this, I'm the only one here, which means no one gives a shít right now. I will continue writing, no matter how demotivated I am, just that the content I produce will be of questionable quality, and will come out with an unstable release rate, especially when school starts up again- which is in around a week's time, so yeah, the chapters will come unexpectedly when they actually do come. You have been warned. What happens next is up to you. PS, the title has nothing and everything to do with this book. I just picked a random word from my head that someone else hadn't used yet and rolled with it.