Trying not to be like this in the middle of the street

Just walking along, in your head you’re like

You start singing quietly out loud like

Somebody sees you and looks at you like

And you’re just like

I really wish I could kill the sexiest person alive.. but I don’t have the guts to commit suicide.

 

I HATE THIS,

Dont pick me, dont pick me…

*teacher calls your name

FUCKKKKKK