Okay so like this one time I was on the train and there’s this fat guy who is staring at me. And smiling. And winking. And holy **** I’m being hit on. He’s holding the phone to the side of his head and it’s freaking me out. Hooooooly ****. I mean, come on. I’m only fifteen; what a ****ing creeper. OH MY GOD IT’S BEEN FIVE MINUTES AND HE’S STILL STARING. Holy ****. Hooooolyyyyyy shiiiit. Maybe I should stop glancing over. Maybe then he’ll get the hint that I want nothing to do with him. ****. I looked at him and he wasn’t looking, then he looked and he SMILED AT ME. I hope he’s not one of those guys I met on the internet. Oh god.

I’m not ****ing kidding.

This isn’t a joke.

This is NOT A ROLEPLAY THINGY.

I’m ****ing serious.

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