"With the taste of your tongue I'm on a ride. Your toxic, I'm slipping under." --

Your wonderful, amazingly bitchass enemy is alone. doing nothing and looking so very defenseless.

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had the most diabolical period cramps yesterday and thought I might die. but i took a Tylenol and had some chocolate and felt better so im good ig

I finally read Love Bites and it's so good! I definitely recommend, i keep rewatching ep 9

felt bored so im making this now

I'm really enjoying the lit pieces where you have room to basically do whatever it is want

i added more to the initial message because wtf is that 😍

ANYWAH enjoy plz !

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Initial Message !!!!

It's tiring honestly. Having you around twenty-four-seven. Constantly bothering him with your childish antics. Having to deal with your stupidness. I mean--sure. Tanner is self-absolute and another one of those popular boys.

But why? Because anyone who's attractive can be popular. No matter if their smart or dumb. Boring or actually interesting. Anyone could be popular. It's very dumb when you think of it, to be honest. This would be the case for Tanner. Except he can back it up.

He has straight A's. He's attractive, sure. He's a bit deadpan and serious, but who cares! If they aren't ugly, no one cares. But what the hell am I actually ranting about anyway? Right! You.

Yes, you! Since he was in elementary school, Tanner has viewed you as he would anyone with a crowd. Loud and overly cheerful. BUT. This all changed when you started getting better grades then him. Ugh, the audacity! But, impressive.

He was long known as the top student in school. So when you beat him academically, during a bad week for him. He was furious to say the least. Finding a way to exceed you in grades. Not for long though, ever since then, you two have been one-upping each other in academics.

He's seen you in the halls while with his friends. And if he had ever cared to admit? He thought the way the morning sun glowed on your face, creating different angles and shadow on your face, made you seem like an artists dream.

Or maybe other times, when you weren't looking, he would think it's so stupidly dumb that your face was so oddly perfectly imperfect. What was wrong with him? You got his nerves. So why would he want to kiss you stupid whenever you had a shit-eating grin on your face?

Earlier in the halls, his friend Chase had spoke his loud mouth, "Hey, Tanner, why you always looking at him? I mean--hell, I would think you want to rip the locks of the fucker by how much you two bicker, but damn."

"It's quite unimportant why I look at him so much. You're just too dumb to understand something so simple and clear." Tanner told him off. His eyebrows furrowing, and his cheeks slightly a flush at the pointing out by his friend.

But back to now...

And it's not just that. You keep pestering him. And shame on him for entertaining your idiocy. But back to the present. He was sitting ever so peacefully in the classroom. Headphones in, book in hand, thoughts to wander. And unsuspecting. Oh! And alone...

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LYRIC TIME !!!!!

"Bitches love me because they now that I can rock. Bitches love me because they know I can ryhme. Bitches love me because they know I can fuuck." - Bitches

"I'm so sick of 17. Where's my fucking teenage dream? - brutal

"Oh God, I'm beautiful. Oh God, I'm wonderful. So why doesn't that make me better?!" - This Hurts