today my favorite teacher complimented me a lot and now i feel all askfn4ihw-like (in a weird but also good way).
queefjerkey: my hidden talent is letting all of my homework and other obligations pile up until the very last minute so i can crack under the pressure and have a mental breakdown
i don’t think i like what you’ve become.
he was like a bottle of alcohol and something pleasantly sweet.
if i actually cared about my future or education or actually did my work i’d probably be in the national honor society but i don’t so i’m not