i dont think ive ever laughed so har doh my god
I feel a little afraid, maybe more than a little, that everyone knows how alone I am, as alone as all the the days that begin with W feel every week.
Whatever, they can give me their looks, and I can do what they cant do, as if they cant freak out about the past, the past where I still breathed slowly.
This year was a playlist where my favorite songs became knives dragged against my heart, is that what it feels like to be heartbroken by words?
I feel a little anxious, maybe less than her, maybe enough to want to be covered in tattoos so I don’t look like the same kid who everyone pushed.
At least wednesday can relate to me, for I seem to come and go, let me go back to laying around while my mind runs around with these thoughts.
A CROW TRIED TO GO IN OUR CLASSROOM AND HE HAD A PEN
yes hello i am here to learn geometries
That crow is more prepared than some of my students.
You’ve all just like, completely skipped over the possibility that this crow has seen people using pens in this room, found one, and is trying to return it. There’s been videos of crows picking up sweet wrappers and stuff and placing them in bins after seeing humans put their litter in bins. I really do believe that this crow is trying to return the pen and that is ADORABLE AS HELL.