today in social education...
i seen/heard a conversation:
girl a is wearing an abecrombie shirt [somethin whorey like 'free rides'] and jeans and that prodabag or whatnot, girl b is wearing a tube top a pink fishnet and jeans and the same prodabad, girl c is wearing yellow pants and a big navy blue t-shirt and at a different table and holds a care bears lunchbox.
Girl A: i was listening to good charlotte in the car last night and i was singing the lyrics as i was going into my house
Girl B: *stares at guys ass* 'mumbles: look at that' yeah go on.
A: i went into my room and turned up 'the day i die' cuz i was SOO depressed last night. nobody was listening to me and i was at home alone last night i couldnt stand it. so i slammed my door and turned up my song.
B: yeah
A: and my mom came in and said 'can you please lower that' and i yelled at her and was like NO. IM HAVING A BAD DAY. I DONT WANT TO. FUCK YOU.
B: *applies makeup* aww. your moms a bitch. she should die.
A: I KNOW. so i was like crying cuz i cant have James too, and ugh. she didnt care. she hates me too because i'm a punk. ugh... i got a 30 on a test before. i cant stand my life. i wanna die.
B: oh dont die
A: i want to.
B: well your mom can fuck herself if she dont like punks.
A: yeah.
:::guy sits down::
A: hey hunnie <33
Guy: hey *kiss kiss* *grabs ass*
A: i missed you.
B: hey james. :)
:::Girl C comes over:::
:::Girl C stabs Girl A & B in face, neck, and shins 12 timse:::
C: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES. oish.
::eats her chicken nuggets:::
girls a & b are two anorexic popular girls, 1 on the cheer squad and the others a track runner, they follow each trend and are dead inside [if you ask me, they have nothing to live for] and theyre ditzy. theyre pretty much everything in a blond stereotype.
girl c was what i was mentally planning on doing to them had it been legal.
i hate labels. i hate fake people. i hate dead heads. ugh
girl a is wearing an abecrombie shirt [somethin whorey like 'free rides'] and jeans and that prodabag or whatnot, girl b is wearing a tube top a pink fishnet and jeans and the same prodabad, girl c is wearing yellow pants and a big navy blue t-shirt and at a different table and holds a care bears lunchbox.
Girl A: i was listening to good charlotte in the car last night and i was singing the lyrics as i was going into my house
Girl B: *stares at guys ass* 'mumbles: look at that' yeah go on.
A: i went into my room and turned up 'the day i die' cuz i was SOO depressed last night. nobody was listening to me and i was at home alone last night i couldnt stand it. so i slammed my door and turned up my song.
B: yeah
A: and my mom came in and said 'can you please lower that' and i yelled at her and was like NO. IM HAVING A BAD DAY. I DONT WANT TO. FUCK YOU.
B: *applies makeup* aww. your moms a bitch. she should die.
A: I KNOW. so i was like crying cuz i cant have James too, and ugh. she didnt care. she hates me too because i'm a punk. ugh... i got a 30 on a test before. i cant stand my life. i wanna die.
B: oh dont die
A: i want to.
B: well your mom can fuck herself if she dont like punks.
A: yeah.
:::guy sits down::
A: hey hunnie <33
Guy: hey *kiss kiss* *grabs ass*
A: i missed you.
B: hey james. :)
:::Girl C comes over:::
:::Girl C stabs Girl A & B in face, neck, and shins 12 timse:::
C: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES. oish.
::eats her chicken nuggets:::
girls a & b are two anorexic popular girls, 1 on the cheer squad and the others a track runner, they follow each trend and are dead inside [if you ask me, they have nothing to live for] and theyre ditzy. theyre pretty much everything in a blond stereotype.
girl c was what i was mentally planning on doing to them had it been legal.
i hate labels. i hate fake people. i hate dead heads. ugh