what if in between every class period instead of a bell it was one of the hannah montana transitions like “oh oh yeah oh oh ooh wooahhh” and on the way to lunch its like “yeah YEAH” and to chemistry its “oh oh woah oh woah woah”
As our worlds fade together,
and become a new black...
Our lives shall stay the same,
but there will be no turning back.
My mother texted me saying dinner was on the stove. She never cooks so it was a nice suprise.When I got home after work I saw a pot on the stove,thinking it was pasta I quickly opened it. Inside there was a Mcdonalds bags… I knew it was too good to be true, atleast I got some nuggets.