Text Me This

Text Me This

Amrie:
Marie, your nerdy
Marie:
what are you, eighty?

Trudy:
I'm somebody
Moody:
Your nobody

HiI'mBrad:
Get over yourself
Me: Ok, now I'm mad
MarcySays: Elf!

What do they mean?
Drama queen?
Wanna be?
Is it destiny?

No.
So?
Cry.
Why?
Hide?
Why?!
Let it slide.
Aye.
They Lied!
So?
It still hurt.
It'll be okay.
Fight back?
Coward!
Just one smack?
You'll be over powered.
Tell?
Yell!
Print or Copy.
Yes! There bound to be sloppy.