All of your secrets and stupid drama.
Why do I even bother?
All the time, it's "nothing, nothing, don't worry about it."
When quite obviously, it's something.
Let me tell you a little something about yourself.
You can't keep secrets for your life.
If it was anything that didn't concern me, you would tell me.
Because that's who you are.
Why do you think I don't tell you secrets?
Because it's certainly not just because I don't want you to know them.
But because I don't want all of your fucktarded friends knowing them, too.
But, I've had my own issues.
Creeper came to school, today.
His first day at Shaker.
How nice, right?
Terrible, actually.
It was sort of amusing to have fun gossip to run around with.
I so wish I had the courage to do something to give him a hint.
But, I didn't feel like being super-rejected in front of the cafeteria.
So I stayed in my seat and snickered like everyone else.
Dallas... hahahaha.
Why couldn't his parents be decent and do him a favor by naming him Austin?
That's a city in Texas, too, you know.
lult;;
++ Chels!`
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