my thoughts at school
- me: okay that's cool, just stop in the middle of the hallway, i have all day
- me: she’s a bitch
- me: you need to go back to first grade
- me: i’m hungry
- me: you got some face on your make-up
- me: ugh
- me: why did you bring your designer bag to school
- me: ew
- me: i’m tired
- me: stop screaming you’re right next to her whore
- me: fuck my life
the look on their faces though. its like “omfg, charles. charles, charles. THE HUMAN IS WAVING. WAVE BACK, HURRY.”
and he’s like all right all right James leave me the fuck alone
