shut up.
this has been the weirdest almost 24 hours ever.
number one: no. i don't want to hang out. seriously. i only say 'sounds good :]' because i'm trying to be nice. i see you all the time and every single time, i can't even get over how hideous you are and how you breathing the same air as me annoys me.
number two: i don't want to hang out with you either. you finally met a girl who says 'word' as much as you? well i only say word because i have absolutely nothing else to say to you. i walked past you sitting down at warped tour and looked directly at you like 8 times. notice how i didn't say hi. it was for a reason. stop iming me, please. and stop hitting on me, it creeps me out.
number three: yes, it's too early to be hitting on me. it's always too early for you to be hitting on me. thanks anyway though.
number four: no, you cannot have my phone number and no you cannot take me out sometime. i don't even know you. i didn't know i looked that hot in my lowes foods uniform. oh and by the way, you should look in the mirror sometime: you're white.
god.