Sitting you down on the bed and slowly, sensually taking off my clothes for your amusement, but it becomes increasingly apparent that my Calvin Klein underwear actually says Charlie Kirk
School is POINTLESS.
English: We speak at. it. History: They're dead, get Over i. We speak it. Math: We speak it. Math: We speak itors. Spariosh: We have dead, get over it.
Wat:: We have
Me: Bring out the waitress who called me a gamer freak yesterday. I want her to apologize again
Long John Silver's manager: Sir, she's not back there
Tutorial voice in my head: Close one eye to enable pirate vision. By enabling pirate vision you can see scallywags through walls
Bully throws me in the pool but my body is so light and tiny that I fly away up into the sky and burn up into a shooting star. In Ohio a child sees the star the night of his mom's funeral and wishes she was still alive; at 2am she returns as a grotesque zombie and eats his dog
guy next to me on the rail replacement bus has so far talked to me about:
- his crypto trading
- my self harm scars
- the method his best friend killed himself
- how awesome gta 6 is gonna be
in that order
Boomer at the Food Lion went out of her way to steal my parking spot. Clearly she failed to notice that my social battery was drained all the way to fucking zero