Listen I know the panels are small but look listen. Listen man listen okay. Listen. Listen. I died long ago, on a ship in the middle of the Pacific ocean, headed towards South America in search of some howler monkeys for my children, but you know what? We ended up ship wrecked in the middle of the sea, forty years ago. I am currently a ghost who died forty years ago at the ripe old age of 23 and am now the grandfather of 12, count em, 12 grandchildren who do not know my story because I died at such a young age. Let me live my afterlife in as much peace as an unresting ghost may live, and don't question the small panels. Maybe someday, when my spirit finds rest, the panels will be larger. But until that day, my children, the panels shall stay like this.
In a world of essays and college work, four edgelords must graduate college while simultaneously maintaining their dreadfully edgy lifestyle.
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