well today i(sphmore) was at my sister's(senior) dance practice and also the cheerleaders dance at the same time as they do....well there is this one cheerleader an HB8(would be higher if she didnt do weed and shyt) but neway all the cheerleaders come into the cafiteria from the gym(they are connected to each other, with pixie glass {see through}) the HB8 aproches me and says hey whats up! and we start chatting...but thats besideds the point, becuase im past dicussing such things......basically we obviously talk and enjoy being around each other......o and by the way she has a bf.......well the cheerleaders are doing a pie eating contest, so she runs over there to participate...later on i see her again siting up on some mat..... so i jump up there and sit with her, we talk and talk, then all the cheerleaders leave, and we are still talking......then the cheerleader captain or whatevr(old lady) is like um HB can u leave because blah blah blah no reason at all.....ill tell u why.... because she was a white girl that was into a ****** that right i said it ima NEGRO and that old white womans a hating, blockin, bi
"She's Out of Your League"
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
blockers come in all differnt shapes and sizes
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