His name is Landon. I call him Peanut Butter. He resents me for it.
This blog is representative of my eternal search for acknowledgement. Mostly by Landon (Hereafter referred to as Peanut Butter). I don’t consider this indicative of low self-esteem, but simply a digital manifestation of my almost painful social inadequacies (Hereafter referred to as my social skills). There will be otters & Avril, Skittles & friendship, and what I imagine will become pity and disgust on the part of the reader for this humble author.
May your bread rise swiftly and your salt flow freely.
