#imawful

Death: You cant let people walk over you.

Me, in the back of the class whispering: You can walk all over me... 👀

since you guys were so on point I had to go ahead and confirm... it is indeed Present Mic’s house (he’s out of town).  <.<;

Girl can you count me in

Something in the way

These Walmarts look

Makes me wanna

throw potato off her ladder

Something with the way

These Walmart associates watch me

Makes me wanna scream and shout

Late again from break

Queen of down time

I run this shit

Holly ! Ya! Holly! Ya!

Holly, holly, holly , holly

What’s that sound ?

You’re a mook !

Holly , holly ,

They always bring me snacks

Robert ! Bring me some water

Potato’s In the back

Probably getting smacked

Popping those 4 keys

Of her machine , on the daily

I’ll bring you to your knees

When I push you off your ladder

Telling Grey shirts what to do

Bitch please I’m a maroon shirt

Now go count that wall!

Hold up! I was promised brownies for my part in this

Oh brownies ! Oh brownies !

Oh brownies! Oh brownies !

Throw in some nuts or some weed

Okay, so for some context.

Back in High School, around sophomore and junior year, a hand full of my friends were coming out of the closet. Them coming out made me question my sexuality and the internet being there while I was going through this was like a supportive friend. (By the way, I don’t mean like I ran towards the porn side of the web. I mean that I went on chat rooms and met other girls my age.) During this I met one girl that I had a spark with. We would talk often and eventually I think it turned into an relationship. We would exchanged pictures...  ;) but then I’m not sure what came over me and I realized that I wasn’t lesbian. I didn’t know how to end the relationship because it was my first ever relationship I have had with a person. So.. I pretended that a friend used my online account because her parents were strict  and that I had no idea she was doing this. I feel guilty and awful about it!

Fast forward to my 22 year old self. I started classes again and there is a girl that sits across from that seems a little familiar. I have this fear that it’s her, but I don’t even remember that girl’s name.