Whitney goes running past me, obviously upset, and I have half a mind to chase after her and ask what's wrong. Knowing that she probably doesn't want to see me or speak with me, I keep my pace and look down at the path below me.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
It starts raining and I find her sitting before a tree. Sighing and looking up at the sky, I stop and hesitate before taking my jacket off and setting it over her head. I sit at her side, keeping my distance, but say nothing.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
have u ever noticed how ugly rosy-lipped batfish r? and not like in the “aw ur so ugly ur cute” way that like opossums r — no they’re just hideously ugly beasts that should never have existed and r the epitome of evolution fails. the stupidity, blank look, head emptiness. they’re horrible n everyone who likes them r horrible too. they truly have the worst fan-base >:[ — Shady