fat dieter

at 8:30 am i do not think straight. other times i don't have as much of an excuse but oh well. I like how my socks are and right now I think I am so much better than her. she eats so noisy and studies so hard and is completely moronic. and her hair is gross. bang, bang, bang. now i think I need to get the hell out of here. everyone is interested in murder.
when their babies are alive I hope when you see them you cry

I want a special meeting too, with captain everyday of station navy blue