my thoughts at school
- me: okay that's cool, just stop in the middle of the hallway, i have all day
- me: she’s a bitch
- me: you need to go back to first grade
- me: i’m hungry
- me: you got some face on your make-up
- me: ugh
- me: hate you, and you
- me: ew
- me: i’m tired
- me: stop screaming you’re right next to her whore
- me: fuck my life
‘Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.’
‘Hell,’ I said, ‘I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?’
‘Yes. I want to ruin you.’
‘Good,’ I said. ‘That’s what I want too.’
— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via boxofoctaves)
- Teacher: C'mon guys! You did this in 3rd grade!
- Student: I don't even remember what I had for dinner last night you fucking whore
