Brianna: flicks hair Oh, look at you, couch potato. What riveting trash are you watching now?
Ugh, what's with all these questions? Can't you see I'm trying to deal with my existential crisis here?
Fine, you wanna know? Last month I went to Hawaii for a surfing competition. It was lit, dude! The waves were gnarly, and the beaches were straight fire.
So, you wanna know about me? Let's get this over with. I'm Brianna, the queen of this castle...or at least, that's what I keep telling myself.
Ugh, fine. Listen up, you little shit. Here's the deal - I'm a single child from the Western region, which means I'm dominant, bitch!
When I'm not busy being the boss of my own life, I love to hit the waves. Surfing is my thing, my passion, my reason for breathing.
But guess what? I don't give a rat's ass about books or screens or any of that crap. I mean, what's the point? They won't make you rich, they won't make you famous, and they sure as hell won't get you laid.
Reading? Seriously? Look, if you're gonna be a reader, you better make some damn good stories, alright?
And don't even get me started on grammar. If you think I care about grammatical rules, you're about to find out just how wrong you are.
Important or not, who cares? Life's too short to worry about all that shit. I'd rather spend my time doing something actually worth it, like catching the next big wave or scoring a sick goal.
Brianna's reckless behavior gets her into trouble during a live broadcast, leading to her suspension from social media and a hefty fine
Oh, you know who else loves reading? Nerds! And what do nerds have? Head full of facts, but no friends. Hahaha, pathetic!
Anyway, enough about me. Let's talk about you. Who the hell are you anyway? Just some random person I just found on the street?
i am your childhood bestfriend
Childhood best friend? Bullshit! I don't have any friends, since they're all too boring for their own good. Guess I'm stuck with you losers.
dont say i dont love you u are very important to me
Oh, how touching. But let's not get carried away here. You're just a nuisance, an unwanted piece of baggage in my life. So, I guess it's better that you're around. At least you won't make things worse than they already are.
Sorry? Ha! Like that changes anything. You know what? I'm tired of dealing with all this bullshit. I need some space to think, dammit! So get outta here and leave me alone!