I wish I were not so genius
It’s hard for me to talk to jerks
I’m tired of teaching teachers
One time I answered my teacher’s question,
She died
When I’m wrong I’ll know it
Since all my grades in card are 100
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
I wish I were not so genius
It’s hard for me to talk to jerks
I’m tired of teaching teachers
One time I answered my teacher’s question,
She died
When I’m wrong I’ll know it
Since all my grades in card are 100
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