I’d hate to deal with the bullshit girls this age tend to put you straighties through. Like hey, you want the pussy? Jump through my hoops like a good little bitch boy, then. And maybe I’ll let you touch one of my tits. Over the shirt.
Like wtf is that.
Girls are so manipulative. Yo tits is flatter than stale bread anyway.
I have a love for laughter. It doesn’t take a lot to make me laugh. I either giggle or go bananas at everything. You say a random word with a straight face,I’ll start dying in seconds. I’ve been told I have a laugh that makes other people laugh. I guess that’s good. It’s better than being sad 24/7 right?
The first day of school and already fucked up there… I think i was in the middle of class but i was the only person there. My teacher looked like Laurieann Gibson. We weren’t doing anything and she just walked in and just like sat there. I think she was eating. Soooo, i put in my earphones and bumped my ipod, After a little bit the “teacher” gave me a look like what the hell is going on what are you doing. I stopped and i was like ohh okay then i’ll put it away sorry… -_- But the weird thing was that’s not why she was mad. She was mad at the kind of music i was listening to. O_o She went on this anger rage rant thing like, you should be listening to diva music (i was listening to rap er something of that nature. lol)
I went on with the rest of my day and like, no body wanted to talk to me.. At all. the bitch was going into all my classes saying i was a rude student and i was horrible and all kinds of slander. i showed no emotion… but after a while i was like what the hell did i do. The only person that i was around and actually was like my friend was Cynthia…. (my homie in real life…) I went to my last class and for some reason it was a teacher at my intermediate school… I dunno all my schools were mixed up together but it was really weird.
I had no idea what i did wrong and then a kid told me what was going on while i was eating with cynthia. the kid telling me everything was like, a counselor/friend/teacher… It was my cousin. Then i woke up.
I understand how we both get moody sometimes, and we deal with each other, but uhh, this is ridiculous. Outside things are coming in and i don’t understand why you are acting like this…. Something is wrong and you’re not okay right now. i know. I know you want and need to tell me these things but you’re avoiding it. I know you too well.
A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
I'm a buff baby that can dance like a man. I can shake my fanny, I can shake 'em I can. I'm a tough, tooting baby, I can punch out your buns.. punch out your buns. I can punch out your buns.. If you're an evil witch, I will punch you for fun.