March 2012
I always wonder "If I die, how would my internet friends find out?"
I really can't picture anyone having a crush on me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me before they fall asleep, or telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I said hi to them, or even just smiled at them. I can’t picture someone smiling at the computer screen or their cell phones when we’re talking. I mean like; why would they even do that? I’m just me. Nothing extraordinary, or special.
I know it must happen, but I just can’t picture it.
When my mom is bitchin'
She’s mad for no reason like
I’m like, “The fuck?”
She says, “YOU GOTTA ATTITUDE NOW?”
I’m like, “Wait, me?”
Then she’s like:
So I run to my room like WTF!
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