i walk in to my second hour class on the first day of second semester and... he's there. i've done all i could to avoid him 1st semester, even though i was completely over and done with everything. HE's made it awkward, NOT me. i said i wasn't going to initiate contact anymore; i'm done with trying to make friends every time he decides to wig out and not talk to me. fuck that shit.
he sits right behind me, too. so i can't focus to save my life.

fuck, i hate this semester.


Anonymous
09:05:15 PM