welcome to my oh-so fucked world
sorry, but the fire doors are locked and there is no turning back
a football coach- wannabe sub decides get in my space and look down my shirt
but hey, I ask for it don't I?
I should be wearing a turtleneck, right? unfortunately, my necks too long and it looks funny.
In French, my curiosity killed my spirit when I enquired about my ap biology teacher's baby
It died 12 hours after birth, and the woman that inspired me to love science is now a nutcase
now i get to cry in front of an entire class of underclassmen
I skip lunch and sit outside. i end up vomiting up my quarter of a half a bagle from 6 hours before
Now I'm down to 105 at my height
guess i'm gonna get the whole 'Stop throwing up your food and eat something, you vain little cunt' look from all
the shakes set in because i can't keep my bloodsugar high enough
i go to bio and the intern decides to ask me about my feelings
pretty much fuckin nausea is all by this time
I get to go to work
I put on my bitch scowl and my fuck you eyes
some guy with a mowhawk gets my number
i don't even remember his name
not like it even matters anyway
all i am is a piece of meat for the hawk
i try to eat
just turns my stomach
i feel tiny right now
my manager decides to psyco-analyze me for her class
i am a sexually frustrated controll freak
nothing entirely shocking to me
drive home is rough
now i'm here.
sorry, but the fire doors are locked and there is no turning back
a football coach- wannabe sub decides get in my space and look down my shirt
but hey, I ask for it don't I?
I should be wearing a turtleneck, right? unfortunately, my necks too long and it looks funny.
In French, my curiosity killed my spirit when I enquired about my ap biology teacher's baby
It died 12 hours after birth, and the woman that inspired me to love science is now a nutcase
now i get to cry in front of an entire class of underclassmen
I skip lunch and sit outside. i end up vomiting up my quarter of a half a bagle from 6 hours before
Now I'm down to 105 at my height
guess i'm gonna get the whole 'Stop throwing up your food and eat something, you vain little cunt' look from all
the shakes set in because i can't keep my bloodsugar high enough
i go to bio and the intern decides to ask me about my feelings
pretty much fuckin nausea is all by this time
I get to go to work
I put on my bitch scowl and my fuck you eyes
some guy with a mowhawk gets my number
i don't even remember his name
not like it even matters anyway
all i am is a piece of meat for the hawk
i try to eat
just turns my stomach
i feel tiny right now
my manager decides to psyco-analyze me for her class
i am a sexually frustrated controll freak
nothing entirely shocking to me
drive home is rough
now i'm here.
f1ssure:
tomorrow will be a better day... and remember close the window tonite. no one likes a girl with an ice cold possum in the morning!!!
canick26:
Sorry to hear that! I am here for you, and I won't look down your shirt.