Rant #1
English, the death of my brain with a bitchy add-on.let's do this in the form of a poem.
Hayes, Oh Hayes.
The days, that I hate are the ones that you go out of your way
To make everything seem gray. Yet those glasses you wear can go,
and F*ck a bear with your ugly hair.
Hayes, Oh Hayes.
I can't stand you, for I know you're a piece of poo.
Why can't you just go die in the rain, unless all you want to do is drain my life away.
Ms Hayes if you ever read this, your a F*cking Bitch.
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