my mind: | don't cut |
my mind: | cut cut cut |
my mind: | you're worthless why the hell did you cut? |
my mind: | it's okay you'll get through it |
my mind: | go tear the fuck out of yourself you deserve to be ugly |
myself: | okay. |
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. |
