my thoughts at school

me: i shouldn't have stayed up so late on tumblr.

me: why are you talking to me? stop.

me: maybe i can touch her hair without her noticing.

me: i wonder if anyone can read my thoughts.

me: maybe if i run out the door fast enough, no body will notice.

me: i wonder what that dude is thinking about.

me: so. tired.

me: i could be on tumblr right now.

me: i hate you all.

me: that kid needs to brush his hair.

me: can i just punch you?

me: why boys like , oh her boobs.