|partner:||you be the teacher ill be the student ;)|
|me:||write an essay on whether theatre architecture of a particular period always reflects that period's culture. i want it on my desk by monday|
|partner:||oh no but... thats such a hard essay... is there anything i can do for extra credit? ;)|
|partner:||but professor.... surely then i could... persuade you to extend the deadline...? ;)|
|partner:||so... what do you want, professor?? ;)))|
|me:||an essay on whether theatre architecture of a particular period always reflects that period's culture. on my desk. by monday|
Boys aren’t cute
Girls aren’t cute
You know whose cute???
white mom: quit roughhousing!
white son: fuck u mom
white mom: oh heavens! thomas are you going to let your son talk to his mother like that?
white dad: go to your room billy right this minute!
white son: fuck u both *goes to room and jacks off and smokes weed out of mountain dew can*
the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again