BlueNinjaCupcake

Once in my existence, my emotions were at war. For strange reasons I still had happiness. But now that emotion drifts away. Loneliness and bad thoughts, creeping slowly into my mind. With less reasons to set this aside, I've returned to my war with out armor.

~in career class~ ~stands by my friend, while he edits a pic~ ~friend goes to desktop wallpaper~ Friend: Do you think I should change this to a novela wallpaper? The girl that uses this computer in the morning gets mad when she sees them. Me: Uhh, I don't know. ~friend goes to google images and types 'quien tienen la razon'~ Me: Oh. My. God. ~friend laughs~ ~friend types 'por ella soy eva' and changes wallpaper to that~ ~I laugh~ Me: you need help. Friend: you know what? You need help. You're so Mexican, tacos look at you and they're like "DAAAYUMMMMMMMM!!" ~both laugh~ Me: Is that suppose to be a compliment? Friend: I don't kno