Today was kind of tough, and it was really tiring. Trying not to run into certain people that I’m upset with. Also trying not to run into my feelings. (I prefer to believe that they don’t exist sometimes.) I don’t want to acknowledge them right now.
Me: *sits in towel for 6 months after showering*
confusedtree: I like living along one of the Great Lakes because I can walk down to the harbour and say “sup HOMES”
lifeandlatine: Today in Latin: penis wind chimes.
10000bc: since abercrombie an fitch destroys its unsold clothes and wont donate bc poor people wearing their clothes gives them a bad image i say everyone should donate as much abercrombie and fitch brand clothing that you have to homeless shelters so you can simultaneously piss off a shitty company and help those in need
jawnn-locked: adiostoreadontcare: turntechtier: jawnn-locked: turntechtier: jawnn-locked: the okay gatsby the mediocre gatsby the you could have done better gatsby the terrible gatsby The -you did great but not oscar award winning great- gatsby
archangel-bonding: Other angels: “Cas y u love humans, WTF is wrong with u” Castiel: “But God commanded us to love them even more than Him” Other angels: “But they suck” Lucifer: “…so why am I the only one who was cast out again?”
rneerkat: “youre always on your computer” well ur always on my nerves
tupacabra: the forced laughter at a video that a friend shows you because you don’t want them to feel bad
Some of my friends made the decision to do something that they knew would be a trigger for me. I had asked them not to do it previously, but when I did they tried to invalidate my trigger and said some really, really hurtful things. And then, of course, they did it anyway, triggering a serious panic attack. And did I mention it’s my birthday?
Well thanks to one of the people I went to prom with for telling me that I’m “blowing the situation out of proportion.” Apparently they figured I might be having a panic attack, but I guess no one thought to call to make sure I was ok. They could have have gone to coat check and gotten their phones out to call me. Either no one noticed I was gone or they just didn’t...
Supernatural Latin class
Latin Teacher: Perdo, perdere, perdidi, perditus, means to destroy or lose what English word do we have from this tha's another word for hell?
Classmates: *mumble* per- per- *mumble*
Me: Per- perdition! PERDITION!
Girl next to me: *Shocked because I don't talk in class let alone loud enough for the teacher to hear me* Wow! You're such a good Catholic.
Me: Nope. That one's Supernatural.