it does not matter how slow you go as long as you’re not in front of me
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
let me just park my fucking squid
can you even sue the president like what if you tried to sue obama and you just got a letter back saying “no” and he came to your house and did the worm
why is it i don’t find text posts like this strange anymore