i hate it when i'm speaking halfway and ppl interrupt me asking me to speak louder.
YO SHE-MALE,
if you'd listen and stop giving out your snobbish comments, then maybe you could've heard what i was talking about.
ups and downs, my days were.
there's so many things to do , but so little time to do it all.
' the story sings, the chemistry wins. '
i like seeing my BM teacher cry. (Y)
i like seeing Jordan get screwed. (Y)
i like counting in Japanese. (Y)
i like seeing you come to me without me asking. (Y)
i like Bunkface. (Y)
i like that i can finally let go of my old class. (Y)
hands in the air! AHYOOO.
sometimes, maybe it was meant to be that way.
everything happens for a reason right?
maybe she was the reason.
yeah, i might act like a bitch,
but least i don't get hurt that much.
