I'm sitting at the back seat of my van, heading to San Diego. My bladder filled with waste that my body had decided to reject, just how society is to me.
Deep. I Know.
But while im trying to hold in that pee, my emo side decided to make this because she thinks she's clever and she'll get a lot of reads.
But then 6 hours into the publish, she'll delete it because that's just how she is, along with her selfies. She looks at them for too long and then she'll notice how crooked her smile is, which she swore looked cute the first time she posted it.
Welcome. Lol
YOU ARE READING
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RandomSomeone's twitter feed can explain a lot about themselves. this is an opinion book go home this is a gays event only
