do you just ever get so mad that you mentally insult every single thing that people do around you
"hey i finished this question" good for you little fucking brat like wow didnt anyone teach you not to boast
So, this morning when I got to work, I was folding some papers at the end of my register. And I was also at the register closer to outside. And I look outside and I saw a plastic bag flying through the air and the first thing I thought was
do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind?
and I thought to myself, “yes, yes I do. right now.”
do you ever just finish a book and sit there for a while like what the fuck did this author just do to me
being woken up cause the powers out because of a wreck..
Sleeping by the wall tonight because I know that’s your spot and I miss you okay.
And I know that you would tickle me out of your spot but you can’t tonight because you’re not here.