Me in class.
Me: okay, gotta focus. Big test coming up.
Me: ooooh, when did that poster get there?
Me: ugh, split ends.
Me: why is the back of your head so attractive?!
Me: HOW DID YOU GET THAT ANSWER?
Me: just act like you understand.
Me: don't pick me, don't pick me...
Me: so here's my number, so call me maybe.
Me: DAMN THAT SONG IT'S SO FUCKING CATCHY.
Me: it's only been fifteen minutes?
Me: I hate you all.
Me: someone shoot me.
Anonymous asked: Lol half of your followers are on tumblrdatinggame(.)com
well that’s great but i’d rather not meet up with some person since there’s a chance he (or she, you never know) is a rapist or kidnapper or some crazy shit…so yeah im good. and im not looking for a boyfriend im only 13….
