August 2012
why do my naps turn into hibernations
When I write "they" in an essay, and the teacher says, "They? Who's they?"
“Bitch, they is whoever I say they is!”
me as a doctor
- me: u ok
- dead patient: no response
- me: if ur ok don't say anything
- me: he's fine
i love the stage in a friendship where you’re comfortable enough to insult each other it’s like a weight is lifted off your chest you know it’s like we’re breaking free we’re soaring flying there’s not a star in heaven that we can’t reach
