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Happy New Year's  

bish where have you beeeeeeeen

Wahhhh miss u

Hey bb how u doing?

hey, for some of reason my teachers decided to pile a bunch of major grade work on me last minute before spring break, so i’ve been very busy as of late with at least three research papers and a memoir to write along with tests. so i should get back to replying tomorrow— unless i go on a date, which in that case, it’ll be sunday when i get back ! 

me, babysitting a three year old: whatcha doing, buddy?
          
          three year old, standing half way up the stairs: don’t look at me!
          
          me, looking away: okay, okay. i’m not looking at you. what are you doing?
          
          three year old: shut up!
          
          me: (3yo’s name), that’s not a very nice thing to say.
          
          three year old: what the fūck.
          
          YA’LL— I’M— HE TOLD ME TO SHUT UP AND THEN SAID WHAT THE FŪCK. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WILL POWER IT TOOK TO NOT FALL OVER LAUGHING???

me, messing around with different chords on the guitar: ...
          
          my mom, folding laundry five feet away from me: I want to fūck a dog in the ass. He wants to fūck a dog in the ass. I wanna fūck a dog.
          
          me, used to her antics, and knowing that she’s singing Fūck a Dog by Blink 182: That’s very distracting.
          
          THIS IS MY LIFE YA’LL.

I’M GONNA CHANGE THE AESTHETIC OF MY ACCOUNT— JUST A WARNING.

also I Am The Walrus is such a— “goo goo g’joob” yes. it’s a beautifully tragic song.

Can’t Buy Me Love by The Beatles slaps and there’s nothing you can do or say to change my mind.