GUYS ARE SO STUPID. I wish I could trade all their brains for “brain coral” like on that episode of Spongebook, where Patrick loses his head and mistakes brain coral for it. Except, no, then they’d be more conceited than they already are. Is there such a thing as heart coral? Can we do that? Sounds good.

These are my thoughts.

I guess I shouldn’t really care, but I do. I do.

I wish I could be indifferent, just for once.

You’ll always mean too much to me.