College Seating Charts
I sat in the second row the first two weeks, came late the third week and some FUCKER took my seat. And I didn’t come last week and this week I sat in my old seat and he’s just glaring at me. Bitch. This seat. Mine. Fuck you.
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I sat in the second row the first two weeks, came late the third week and some FUCKER took my seat. And I didn’t come last week and this week I sat in my old seat and he’s just glaring at me. Bitch. This seat. Mine. Fuck you.