my thoughts at school
- me: i shouldn't have stayed up so late on tumblr.
- me: why are you talking to me? stop.
- me: maybe i can touch her hair without her noticing.
- me: i wonder if anyone can read my thoughts.
- me: maybe if i run out the door fast enough, no body will notice.
- me: i wonder what that dude is thinking about.
- me: so. tired.
- me: i could be on tumblr right now.
- me: i hate you all.
- me: that kid needs to brush his hair.
- me: can i just punch you?
- me: why boys like , oh her boobs.
