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Fucking Mud.

I hate Mud.

So fucking much.

I slipped and fell at school and got it all over my pants and jacket and now I'm covered in it. And I have to sit on the bus. Well,I hope you like cleaning Bus Driver. And I hope you kids that are blocking the aisle like mud on your clothes.

I texted my mom to please come get me in the car.

And she's like,Just get on the fucking bus,it's MUD.

I don't mind it,I mean I'm a tomboy and all that,but Seriosuly. Wtf Mud.

I want to stomp you and curse at you and just yell and punch you.

I rage Quit.