I’m like
But then she walks over and starts a conversation and I’m like
But the whole time I’m thinking
Then she finally walks away and I’m like
Then I see her talking to my boyfriend and I’m like
So I knock that bitch the fuck out and walk away like
Then the next day she comes up to me and apologizing like
And I’m like
I’ll just leave this here (:
whispershelloimissyouterribly:
fuck D:
:’(
OMG WTF :’( awwwwwww…
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WOAH COOL!
scrolled back 30 pages of likes to find this. <3
I didn’t finish any. LOL. I’m so slack in math. D:
sameee herreeee
(Source: roshelleraquin)
It’s like I have no one to talk to about this shit. All I’m doing everyday is faking a smile, and hiding how I really feel. I hate going to school having to see that shit, and hear shit about them every single day, it fucken sucks & I can’t do anything about it.
KBYHVYUVEFYURBV
FUCK!
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(Source: coley-11, via nolylynn-blog-blog)