So this morning on the train I realised that this girl sitting diagonally across from me was somewhat staring at me.

Why do my stories revolve around a train? ugh.

Anyway, I was so worried that I had something on my face or whatever so I just buried myself in imagination.

I so should have been like all ‘Bitch what are you looking at?’ and then she could have been like some sort of school girl witty come back and then i could have gotten all white trash on her ass.

The train guards, who don’t exist, would have come up and been like ”ello ‘ello ‘ello, what’s all this then’ and then I would have like all kung fu’d their ass.

But instead I just listened to my ipod