And
I have the kind of friends,
That will chase after me,
Even though they're out of breath or in flip flops,
And sit in the middle of the street at midnight with me while I
cry.
Yeah, I got some true friends<3
That Awkward Moment When you don't feel good,
And you're staring off into space with an angry look,
And you're friends ask you why the hell you're giving
them a dirty look.
And some kid
was stabbed with a box cutter in my school.
He was fine.
The kid who stabbed him, stabbed him in front of the office.
What I wanna know, is what that kid's escape plan was.
Step 1. Stab kid
Step 2. uhhh.
DearBoy,
I've wished for you,
every 11:11,
on every shooting star,
when I blew out my candles,
every time I threw a penny in a fountain,
and on every eyelash. Boy,
why aren't you mine yet?
Love,
1 all wished outgirl</3