omg okay so one time (i think it was sophomore year) i was sitting in class and my teacher, out of no where, says “i can see your bra strap through your shirt hanna” and i looked down and you literally couldn’t see it unless you were blatantly staring at my chest so i said, “well i can’t” and he says “you need to go change your shirt” and i said i didnt have another shirt so hes like then go home and i had a burning hatred for this teacher
i still dobecause it was like he went out of his way everyday to piss me off so i stood up and took off my bra under my shirt, dropped it on the floor next to my desk and sat down.
i was suspended for a week.
this is the most amazing thing I have ever read. I swear to god this gives me life.
finishing a series but still being attached to the story and its characters
Canadian police on the job.
you’re as irrelevant as “ueue” in the word “queue”
"yes i am a huge fan of horror flicks"
if it’s late enough and you’re lonely enough, the carly rae jepsen lyric “before you came into my life i missed you so bad” starts seeming increasingly deep and emotionally complex
3:02 AM and this fucking lyric looks like fucking nietzsche
stare into the abyss and the abyss will call you maybe
when you are really into musicals and none of your friends are…
All I do at school is watch all the girls pretend to be friends with each other