No one knows what anyone thinks
That should frustrate us
All the sick gross rude things I think while I look right at you
Nobody is a pessimist
If you could read my thoughts and I yours and everyone’s everyone’s
We’d all be fighting or crying or having *** all over the world
But we keep our chins up and think the best of everyone always, forever
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 6:40 PM UTC
No one knows what anyone thinks
That should frustrate us
All the sick gross rude things I think while I look right at you
Nobody is a pessimist
If you could read my thoughts and I yours and everyone’s everyone’s
We’d all be fighting or crying or having *** all over the world
But we keep our chins up and think the best of everyone always, forever
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