that idiot
So, like in the *cough cough* TERRIBLE *cough* picture I drew I'm that one kid who sits there doing nothing, walking out out of the class room every five minutes or whatever. I maybe talk to 2 or 4 students everyday, other than that I'm either day dreaming or asleep. To people I'm "nice" or "that one person that one dude likes" or if they notice me, "that one girl that has no idea how to stand in a line"
Though behind that, there's a very.... very.... nah I got nothing, I'm a person :P
Well I'm going to split this up into chapters to make you mad, and I'm also going to tell you about my love life.... JK, I don't have one..... (forever alone)
So keep reading
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