My boyfriend: *speeds* *swerves all over the road* *hits every pothole* *slams on the brakes* *literally just can’t drive* “i’m a great driver”
Me: *Speeds*
My boyfriend: “you’re such a bad driver”
I was born in the wrong era of love. I want polaroids of us smiling, star gazing, drives, ice creams dates, picnics.. spending time together & going to museums, art galleries and cafés.. the concept of love I want to experience just isn’t around anymore & that sucks
just letting every NLHS student know that mrs. duplers way of teaching chem is superior to all other ways I am being taught. I once was able to do things like the back of my hand and now i do not understand what the question is even asking me.