painter chudleigh
the kind of hot that makes you question your life choices.
My friend texted me, 'Painter chudleigh is coming to the party.' I said, 'I’m not going. I’ll just die in my room.'
He walked by my desk and I dropped my pencil. My teacher thought I was having a seizure.
I tried to ask him for help with math. He looked at me like I was stupid.