Ok, so there's this girl at school whom I had the first actual conversation with 2 days a go. She walks around hugging me, telling me to call her so we can talk on the phone for hours at a time and tells me that she loves me. I turn around and she's there. All the time. It's like ahe appears in a cloud of smoke everytime I look over my shoulder hence the title.
Mind you, she freaks me the ******** out, and I don't have the social skills to say anything nicely, or the cruelty to tell her to ******** off.
The Gaian Gay-Straight Alliance
Our goal is to spread awareness of, lessen unwarranted hatred of, and create a safe haven for the LGBTQ community and their allies.
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