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god, every fucking time i come back to my roommates after the weekend, some new, absolutely wild, heinous bullshit has always occurred (affectionate). in the two days i’ve been gone.
like where is this energy coming from? and why couldn’t you have a bit more of it on a monday morning. i’m literally fighting for my life until summer break, every day i wake up, do exam preparation, sleep, rinse, repeat. couldn’t you accidentally trigger the fire alarm with your hairspray while i’m im class? couldn’t you come running to tell me that That One Guy took a shit in the trashcan in his room, while i’m suffering through my maths homework?
be wild and insane and fucking feral all you want, i support your gay rights AND your gay wrongs, but it couldn’t you at least let me witness it? 😭