So when I was 5 I lived in
this house up in the woods with my dad and I could
never sleep so I would always
walk out to his room and just stand there staring at him
in the dark until he woke up like those posessed little
girls in horror movies and that's why he has scare
problems.
911: Hello what's
your emergency
Me: [SOBBING AND HEAVY BREATHING]
Me: FINNICK ODAIR
Me: PERCY JACKSON
Me: LEO VALDEZ
Me: JASON GRACE
Me: PEETA MELLARK
Me: FICTIONAL *SOB* CHARACTERS
friend 1:has
had a boyfriend for almost 2 years
friend 2:is
always hooking up with someone
friend 3:has
851362764092 guy friends
me:i
wonder what it's like to touch a real live
boy
Me at home: i've been wearing the same jeans
and band shirt for the last three weeks but it still smells
alright so i'll keep wearing it Me going away: I NEED ONE SHIRT FOR EACH DAY AND
EXTRA IN CASE IT GETS DIRTY AND THE SAME AMOUNT OF JEANS AND
SOCKS ACTUALLY NO I'LL NEED EXTRA SOCKS IN CASE IT FLOODS AND
DOUBLE THE UNDERWEAR IN CASE OF DISASTER AND ONE NICE OUTFIT IN
CASE I GET INVITED TO TEA WITH THE QUEEN
"Actually,
it's *you're :)" said the teenage white girl.
That's all she needed.
The argument was won and she was the victor. Her opponent on the
other side of the argument fell onto their knees in defeat as
they were banished to the shadow realm.
In 7th grade I
went to the movies with a boy and in the middle
of it he was like "do you wanna kiss"
and I was like
"Excuse me" and he pulled a bag a
hershey's kisses out of his coat
DO YOU REALIZE WHAT A GOOD BACKUP PLAN THAT IS?