So there's some people at my school who, if their life were a poem, it would probably go something like this:
I have no friends
Woe is me
I accidently did that
Every day is my period
Bc I consider you a loser, you are now my friend
I can NOT
like once (and I'm not even kidding right now) this kid pulled me into the fucking counslers office. Bc I wear jeans during the winter.
Gah
YOU ARE READING
My rant book
RandomThis is basically me complaining... A lot If you don't like to hear people complain,then don't read this I guess :P
