Welp... pretty sure the interest is mutual between Sonya and I. Blablabla. Nervous about stupid stuff. We basically just bantered all day about music while working and there was some tension n I'm pretty sure the rest of the staff were snickering at us. Or me. Or something. Or I'm trippin. How's that Smiths song go again? 'I know that windswept mystical air/it means I'd like to seize your underwear'? Yeah. Either that or I'm just trippin and she's bein friendly. Could barely keep things in their place down there it was a struggle not gonna lie. Gonna see if she wants to catch a show with me and extrapolate what I can from that if it ends up happening... Can't get her outta my goddamn head. She's so pretty.............
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
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