the more I think about it, the more I realize that 2009 me would be pretty scared/intimidated by 2014 me and that’s what counts
i aM FUCKING HOWLING WITH LAUGHTER
"at my school the cop from DARE passed around 3 joints to show everyone and he said "if i dont get all three of these back this schools getting locked down and everyones getting searched till i find it.." and like 30 minutes later when everyone got to see ‘em and they got passed back the cop had 4"
i like my fictional boys brooding and intelligent, with a shit-ton of tragic backstory and daddy issues
once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since i was the only kid who could write so i wrote “shit” on her arm and i hid under the table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried