"your homework still isn’t done? what have you been doing this whole time??"
Wicked into a good friend of mine, I’m wicked lame
I love it here, it’s amazing
When I cry, I cry hard. Like, on the verge of a panic attack because my thoughts just go haywire.
A lot of people have started to dislike me, mainly my sister, none of them realize they can’t hate me more then I hate myself