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.
