Once upon a time, I used to get excited about the idea of flying because I've never flew before. But after just one (looooooong) flight, I decided I don't like it at all, it's really just a long bumpy bus ride—I've been on a better bus actually.
Just a friendly note; there's a lot of typo and atrocious grammar, since I wrote all these without the aid of uncle google. Enjoy!




A bonus: an exercise in masochism.

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