hburamona

[hburamona]

okay, if someone is trying to message me just reply to this, because it keeps saying I have messages, and then eating them.,

[hburamona]

Don't worry, I have no idea either I'm just talking crazy now.

hburamona:

— I don’t know what you mean.

[hburamona]

did someone message me, because tumblr said I did but there was no new messages in my actual box.

[hburamona]

Okay, um- that's deserves an ouch. If my jokes are so bad, why don't you tell me a better one?

… Was that supposed to be funny?

[hburamona]

Excuse you. I take my own tests and write my own papers. I just have no time for homework.

Well, it's something. More people tend to cheat on tests, rather than homework.

hburamona:

[hburamona]

Heaven forbid you exercise your brain, at least a little.

hburamona:

Sadly not a lot of people around here do. You still do your own homework? I pay nerds to do mine for me. Haven’t done it in years.

[hburamona]

I'm just trying to make some small talk. I'm not really an expert on Gucci, so there is no real conversation there. I feel you, though. I have way too much homework already assigned to me.

hburamona:

And you care why? But, anyway, I’m alright. Just waiting to get out of this hell hole.

[hburamona]

Despite being stuck at school, I'm alright. Ya know, surviving but barley. And you?

hburamona:

Hey. How are you doing?

[hburamona]

I mean, if that's what you're into. So, how are you doing on this wonderful day?

hburamona:

I’d still take Gucci or a gift card to Forever 21.

[hburamona]

Hypothetically speaking, what if you just got flowers and a nice poem not about your ass. Would you still find it creepy and prefer Gucci?

hburamona:

It’s totally about my ass, kinda creeped out. And no, not in this case.

[hburamona]

Hello!

…

[hburamona]

Well, I admit if it's solely about your ass then it can be slightly creepy. But it's the thought that counts, I guess?

hburamona:

If you think poems about my ass are cute then, sure.

[hburamona]

That actually sounds really cute, though.

Whoever thought it was cute to leave me a creepy ass note and a rose on my car, nice try, but no. The way to my heart is Gucci, baby.

[hburamona]

I'll make sure the dare fairy knows that you're into that kind of stuff, then! 

hburamona:

Bitch, who said I didn’t like that? I would love to that dare, sounds like a fashion statement.

[hburamona]

I guess I'm a professional bullshitter, then. That and I just really don't like essays.

hburamona:

I never thought about changing the font and margins. I suck. And you, are either smarter than I give you credit for or a really good bullshitter.

[hburamona]

You don't want to be like everyone else, do you? You don't want to stand out in the least bit? Besides, you can always wear shorts with 'em.

hburamona:

Not gonna lie, I have two or three pairs, but I’m not wearing them when the weather’s for bikini, you know?

[hburamona]

Harry Potter, Divergent- there's a small list going.

hburamona:

What kind of fanfictions do you write?