I'll go to staples and say "look at me now...I'm gettin paper"
Bitch, not even nationwide is on your side.
When someone you haven't talked to in weeks, months, or years randomly texts you, and you're like what the hell made you think about me?
Congrats tamaraws!
RECCA RECCA SUMMA FEU!
HAPPY 6TH MONTHSARY!
Screw you haters!
Don't waste your time desperately waiting, and being just an option. Put your middle finger in the air and move on, You depressed bitch.
Life is made of choices: you're either a slut or stuck-up. Decisions, decisions.
Just because I'm a teenager, doesn't mean I can't think wisely.
I don't hate school. I just hate the teachers, the homework, the exams and waking up in the morning.