My mind is running circles around you.
You, my central idea. I find myself thinking of you a the most random of times.
Does this make you a crush?
Its one I never saw coming.
My feelings keep building, unsure, unstable, but sound.
On another note.
Scene kids, im glad you were ratted out.
If youre stupid enough to smoke pot in the first place, let alone bring it to school, you should get in trouble.
I fucking hate you all.
"Whats holding me back, is the thought of time we never had.
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