Right.I'm so nonsensical.World, what's happening? Drop some hints but not too hard.I'm not getting it.What am I doing ; confusions and betrayal, I'm sick of it.Totally. There's something wrong somewhere.Or it is "something" that was with me all along? In me? Damn. I'm sick of myself.
Nobody's reading this, I know.I'm no popular stuff.
Say what you want.Go ahead.Say your peice.I'm irritating.Annoying.
Unreasonable.
My speechless days affected you.Then get over it.Befriend me and call me names.Talk bad about me.Spit.Spit.Spit.Roll your eyes.Stare.Smirk.I don't know what you call this.But I never flirt.Why would an ugly geek like me flirt? I know where I stand.Playing soccer with boys isn't a sin.
I'm not taking this too hard.
I hope.
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