So, I’ve checked away some lifestyle goals and added a few fresh ones to my list.

Goal #5: Get out of hell’s tummy without letting my ungrateful fees die.

Goal #6: Get yourself a brand-new name that’s even more badass.

Goal #7: End wasting my breath on lectures and start frustrating the quad hell squad whenever they annoy me. Fight fire with open fire. Ha! Another hell pun.

Goal 8: Get out who the hell killed me.

I’ll add even more. I don’t desire to overwhelm myself before I actually finish checking out off my old goals. But significantly, I really perform need a far more badass name, taking into consideration how much I must keep conserving my damsels in distress. I most likely shouldn’t call them damsels, because they’re just a little murderous and everything. Maybe I will add seeing a hell-certified psychologist to my list of goals.

Contains mature themes.