Teacher: Jessie, It's your turn to read the school notices.
Me: *Thinking, oh my god, I am going to fuck this up, I'll just start from Cross Country*.
Me: Bla bla cla Cunt Crossery bla bla bla.
There are things that are meant to be known and things that are meant to be left untouched, untainted and a mystery. Inside my head of one of those unknown places. I will never understand it and I'm not sure if I want to.