Think I got my first black eye today
while firing my catapult in Physics. And no, not for the reason you’d expect after that first sentence. I got it from the burning car I had to push out a window to save the other students …and also I got elbowed in the face
oatmealcakes: I thought about sleep and I thought about dreaming I thought about you and I thought about drinking I thought about me and the thoughts that I’m thinking I think about lots when I should just be sleeping
Same room as A.J. Holmes?
If you thought MY car was messed up, you should...
Actually the pole was fine. I just want to sleep
Every once in awhile
I end up going through and deleting old, embarrassing posts or pictures. Seeing them again is always jolting because, at the time, that was exactly how I wanted to portray myself, but now I can’t stand them. It makes me not want to write or photograph anything I’m proud of now for fear future me will disapprove. I think it’s really sad. When we already fear disapproval from...