When I get Home, I’m going to put on of my old teachers on blast.
He freaked outing a “loser“ kid because no one cared, but I was standing right there.
I didn’t say anything then but I didn’t have to,
I got it.
No, I got it.
Fuck you, “it’s too late”.
It’s never to late.
Vengeance has no expiration date.
What did you learn?
Chantarctica 