Chapter 1~Hello! My name is baby bluuz
( Please play the song ‘freaks’ by Jordan Clarke)
Hello! My name is baby bluuz.
No, I’m not a baby
Or blue in that matter
I’m just a person who thinks I’m a robot
Cool right? Right.
I’m a weird person who likes to scare people but also making sure they like me too.
I believe in heaven and hell
Also the unknown.
I’m a person who can be happy, excited, full of life.
Or a person of hate, depressed, full of death .
But that’s alright! That’s life for everyone.
Unless if you live in a Willy Wonka world...
Then you have a shit load of chocolate.
I could be innocent, peaceful, patient, calm, loving creature....
To a sinful, war, impatient, crazy, hateful monster.
But that’s okay!
I’m just being honest about it.
I adore purple because I got a royal taste.
Blue is my second color.
You might be wondering, ‘ why the heck she spell blue with two ‘u’s and a ‘z’?’
It isn’t because I can’t spell.
It’s because if China can copy some of our logos and spell it wrong.
Then why the heck not?
I’m sorry if I’m being rude.
That’s just the plain truth. That’s okay too!
Cause someone has to be. Unless you’re doing it on purpose then screw you.
I could be sassy, snappy.
Just give me a snicker bar...
I’m not myself when I’m hungry.
.......
See what I did there?
I could be that one friend who helps you do stupid stuff.
Or the one who prevented it.
I’m more of expressing the darkness instead of trying to get ride of it.
Yeah, it can be a bitch but then life wouldn’t be that much fun without it ,right?
(Wrong)
So if you feel depressed, bet, I’ll get a bucket of ice cream, watch Pixar movies, and be depressed together.
Unless if you have suicidal thoughts, then I’ll be the most lovable, encouraging - person you’ll ever see to help you feel better.
Even if that means making a poster of how special you are!
(If the song finishes play weak by ajr)
I don’t like the big ‘L’ word (Love).
My life has seen that word misused so many times...
When the people I care about use it, half of me wants to believe.
The other half, wants me to question ‘do you mean it? Or are you here to tear me up in pieces?’
When I try to express my feelings it’s like trying to breath under water.
I drown in anger, sadness, confusion, anxiety that you might not understand.
Thinking you might blame it on me if what you knew what I think inside my head.
Run away of how many skeletons I have in my closet, under my bed, in my head...
Leave me alone because I got voices in my head. That soon you’ll see later on.
If you care...
Sorry, you’re still reading?
Wow. You are good. That also means you do care about me. I’m special!
Hello, my name is baby bluuz
I’m a passionate robot when it comes to...everything.
Songs, movies, humans (ew!), nature, friends, etc.
I don’t pick sides unless I have to. I’m more as a devil’s advocate.
For example, I want to see a criminal go to jail for a serious crime.
But... I want to see what made that criminal a criminal.
I want to learn their story just as much I want to learn yours too.
Sorry, if I’m being creamy...
I’m just a cappuccino for this!
I know, I’m terrible.
I don’t care, at least I tried.
I’m a garbage potato. That’s how I describe myself.
Why?
I don’t know, if you have Mr. Potato head look like Steve Harvey then why not?
I also like mustaches. You know, the ones with the curly tips? Yeah, those.
Are you still reading? Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Hello, my name is baby bluuz
I’m queen of hell with my faithful familiar; Macadamia!
She is also my comrade of annoyance.
Do you sometimes have weird obsessions?
Mine are turkey's, pineapples, horns, skeletons, shiny things, trash panda, pandas, turtles, and cat ears.
.........
Are you still here??
Well, let me know about your weird obsessions you have.
Do you have conspiracy theory's? About the government, secret society’s.
Or is it just me?
No?
Oh, well, let me know as soon as you can. Unless if you get caught by the government. Good luck!
*eating my burrito *
Oh! You’re still here....reading this....
Well, I’m Hispanic American. Which I’m proud of.
So if you say anything about Taco Bell and toco John’s make Mexican food...
I will look for you, I WILL find you, And I’LL WILL SHOW YOU REAL MEXICAN FOOD!!!!
Don’t try me...
Listen to the rumors about Latinas being in the kitchen.
You know why??
That’s because it’s where the knifes are. That’s right.
Be afraid. Be very, VERY, afraid
That’s all for today folks! Baby bluuz out!
