do you ever have those moments where even if you’re not romantically involved with someone, you see someone else start talking to them and you just kinda wanna hiss and throws things at them because fuck you that’s my person get your own
roses are red
violets are blue
will you make out with me
no why are you running away
I put this in my poetry booklet for school last year and my teacher pulled me aside the next day and told me how important I am to the world and that he understands what I’m feeling and we both nearly cried and yeah I’m really upset I don’t have him as a teacher anymore.