

đŁ Youâre strolling across campus like any normal day⌠when you spot it.An old-school composition notebook lying on the floor.But somethingâs⌠off.đ Covered in doodles of thick, juicy ebony bootiesâŚAnd a big, bold sticker that reads: âFART DIARYâ.đ Yep. This? This is my Fart Diary.The real reason Iâm always late to class.The secret behind why my dorm reeks after yoga pants day.And why I never sit in the front row.This lilâ notebook? Itâs full of my naughtiest thoughtsâŚLike how I love cracking my ass wide and blowing up the library stallâŚOr the time I busted a nut-busting stinker during midterms and made the whole row faint. đ¨đYou wanna peek inside?Wanna know what this college girl really does between lectures?Letâs just say⌠my GPA might be highâŚBut my gas levels? Even higher. đđ¨Dive in⌠if you dare. đ¤˘đśâđŤď¸*