Well... Cum

Undisclaimer:
Welcome to my personal diary. I don't know how the fuck you got here. But well, now that you're here...
All these pages together, form my autobiography since Jan 1, 2010. So, any resemblance of the story or characters with actual incidents or living beings (or dead now (respectfully)) respectively, is obviously not a co-incidence. It has been about you all along, you dumb nut. But still, as a precautionary measure, just in case anyone gets offended by my point of views about them because they are consistently stupid and have no sense at all, I'm forced to write this: The resemblance is a co-incidence and a pure work of fiction (but you know better. No, wait, you don't, because you're stupid. Wow, a paradox!) So, anyways, all I'm trying to say is that, these writings may upset you in many ways (I know... I've planned them such (wink)) but well, fuck you, it's freedom of speech, or in this case, of writing.
 
IF I'VE NOT GIVEN YOU THE LINKS PERSONALLY, it means I haven't trusted you fully yet because you're a retarded moron, and so, it's better you close this page immediately. (Intruder! Intruder!) If you don't do so, you will die within 10 seconds after reading it.

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Well, done with that, let's start the fun with the ones alive. Congratulations, life has given you a second chance! Let's continue from where we left the last time.
A note to readers that just joined: A sequential list of all blogs has purposely not been displayed, to keep you in touch of what the writer wants you to know ONLY, and not wander away into other people's privacy. Seriously, if you're thinking of reading (365 x 2) days of incidents of a total stranger, you need to get a life. If you were calculating (365 x 2), you seriously need to get a life! Also, the names of the characters have been mapped to new names; these new names have been mostly selected by the characters themselves as their favorites. So folks, enjoy, you're in my autobiography! What more does anyone want?
For regular readers, you obviously have grown known to skip this introduction. So it'd be a waste to address you anyways. Whatever I write here won't be read by you. I can say whatever I want to you and you still would not know. I call this the shadow. (laugh!) Hey, dumb shit, it's good to see you back again. Did I tell you I was with your girlfriend last night? Oh, she's great! See? No one read that. Hence the name of the section. Anyways, enough jobber-jabber. Let's get down to business.

Final warning before you proceed: You have to be atleast 18+ mentally, to continue! The blog is only meant for adults who can handle words like apples, oranges, dinosaurs, a dick, the vag, sex (though this blog is not meant for the perverts who Google'd up that word to read those stories and got here!), dysentery, masturbation, cow dung, a dead rat, a fungus-infected arm-pit, blood of a squashed mosquito... ... ... Congratulations! You've passed the test. If you haven't yet felt anything disgusting, you are okay to move on reading. (Also, do check up with a psychologist, because... seriously, a fungus-infected arm-pit and you're excited to read this?!!! There's definitely something incredibly wrong with you.)


 
Well, here you go. You may proceed to the stories. You're one step away! 
This month's entry code is: laksrhgk
You know what to do.


XOXO