

She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts,
She’s cheer captain and Im
GOING GHOST
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for the most part, i still need to add the pages that dipper wrote himself.
but tah dahhhh
i’ll be adding more as they come c:
oh and there’s this
ehehehe
Holy shit, you’re amazing.
THATS SO PERFECT
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you know when you get an A on a paper you did the night before it was due
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Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I’m not that girl.
Why I don’t get involved in emotions. This why I can’t get invested in someone.
He fit me like a glove. He was perfect. Green eyes. Dark hair. Voice of an angel.
But I’m not that girl.
He could’ve been mine, he has my heart but he doesn’t return the gift. My heart breaks like the sound waves with thunder and lightning shower down. I feel the pain ache in every part of my body.
Why aren’t I prettier or smarter? Can I change for the better and not just him? I don’t know.