I AM NOT JEAN AND I DONT WANT TO BE YOU. I NEVER WANTED TO BE YOU AT ALL. ITS NOT FAIR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME.
My bro sneaks around, peeking at me. He takes my undies for, you kno
For her since im a f****** coward, I admire you. I know its rude to stare but i do. I dont even think you like girls, especially not me, but I think about you, and how you don’t know how to pronounce “consumption” or “irresponsibility”. I don’t know much else about you, except how you’re a grade below mine and that you have english 4th period. I hope you know that you’re beautiful don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
