Friendly reminder that yesterday when my mom took me to Walmart she left me alone in the toilet paper section and this guy started hitting on me and I said “Sorry, I’m a lesbian.” and he was like “Oh my god I’m so sorry I thought you were a boy.”
There are no words…
Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story
when plans get cancelled that you didn’t wanna attend
LET’S MAKE THE MOST OF THE NIGHT LIKE WE’RE GONNA DIE YOUNG
I want this printed on every shirt I own
Took the SAT today. Totally brain dead and dying from a headache. It feels like someone is shoving needles into my forehead. I know the SAT doesn’t have a science section and separates each section into smaller parts, but there are too many and super confusing questions all together. First off, how does anyone expect me to write a good 4-5 paragraph essay with support in 25 minutes? I barely did three semiokay paragraphs with a sentence or two for the last one. Then there were nine parts rotating between reading, writing, and math. I didn’t even have clue in some of the vocab. Plus some questions have two answers that could be correct and you would have to just guess. Guessing sucks since wrong answers mean negative points. I was shaking so much. The stress was getting to me. It was like if I do bad on this test, I won’t get into a good college, then I won’t be able to get a job, and I will become homeless and die in a ditch. I’m suffocating. I don’t want to grow up.