SCREAMING ON THE FLOOR RN

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{Kids are still depressed when you dress them up; and syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup.} 

Sippy Cup, MM


I. 

CANNOT. 

FUCKING. 

BREATHE. 

GUYS 

ISSA LIKED MY PHOTO ON INSTAGRAM 

I AM DYING HERE 

SOMEONE CALL THE FANBULENCE CAUSE I CANNOT STOP CRYING 

ISSA LIKED MY FUCKING PHOTO ON INSTAGRAM 

I CANT EVEN...

MY TEARS.

Anyways, so at lunch we were all just casually eating and being really fucking weird when I accidentally bumped Avery's arm and she made a stray mark on her paper. She looked at me like "bitch imma fckin kill u" and started to BEAT ME WITH HER PENCIL. AND THEN HER HARDCOVER BOOK. AND THEN HER HAND AND SHE WAS LIKE LITERALLY ABUSING ME WITH EVERYDAY TOOLS. 

so in advisory the past 2 days my DI has played Freeze Frame where you make up a weird scenario and improv it until someone says "freeze" and you have to stop and stay in that position until another pair takes the exact same position you were in and continues with a whole different scenario. It's so much fun and hilarious, especially with Cooper. People walking down the halls give us weird looks and we just say "this is normal" and go on with the scenario. It's the best thing ever. 

Tomorrow all of the eighth graders are going over to Klein Oak to preview elective choices and classes. I'm excited to miss 1-3 period but i have a feeling sitting in an auditorium most of the time is just gonna get boring. I really want to see if there's a creative writing class for freshmen or not. i hope there is. it'd be so fucking perfect for me. 

Okay so thats all for now 

i have to clean my room 

I-G-G-BYE 

HA HURRRRRR

The truth will keep you whole. 


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