Views changed, different life. Same style, yet different attitude. Different attitude, but same mind. Starting from the middle, the beginning doesn't exist anymore, just the end ahead of me. This is complicated, my mind's scattered around. What I want and what I need are invisible. Lend me your cloak. I want to be invisible too.
last year a big group of girls in my class were all talking and this one girl was like “im bisexual” and all the girls like stared at her and then the girl goes “dont worry im only attracted to pretty girls” and i was like did she just burn every girl in here i think she did