I twist almost every story I tell people because my life really isn't that interesting. I'm a pathological liar, and everyone thinks I'm really funny and interesting. In reality I am depressing, weird, and boring.
Last night, my dad thought it would be funny to put on a mask and scare me. I accidentally ended up punching him in the face, and now i'm grounded.
I like my accounts teacher. He's so nice and funny. And we talk a lot. I feel so happy when I talk to him. The problem is that he is double my age.
When I was 15 I poked a hole in my brothers condom because I thought it was gonna be funny. Now, he has a one year old son that has autism. I still feel bad for doing it.
Once I was so drunk that I decided to take a shit on the hood of a car, because I thought it was extremely funny. The next morning I realized that it was actually my car.