YOU POOR BASTARDS...

Alright. This is it. I'm going to try again. I'm going to try writing again. The skill level will be raw, no doubt. Hearts may be broken and clusters may be fucked but I'm going to try and make it work. I'm going to put a serious effort in this time. And not just the kind of serious effort you put in when you plant a new cherry tree because you want to reap the fruits of....well....fresh fruit.... in your backyard EVERY YEAR!









It's after a few days later that I discover that trees cannot grow when you plant them in clay. And I was a fool to try playing God.



BUT NOT THIS TIME! This (metaphorical) cherry tree will FLOURISH! And I will have bags of cherries!!!! And I will bake SO MANY MOTHERFUCKING CHERRY PIES even the likes of Eric Cartman can't handle it!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU CAN'T HANDLE ANY MORE PIE!!!!!!