I had a good tumblr.
I mean time
I had a good time.
Go to a resort somewhere, party.
They should leave us alone to wreak as much havoc as possible for a week and then they can come back.
Honestly, I don’t think anyone was emotionally scarred during the boys booty dance. I heard laughing, not cries of agony.
Senior Hottie? OMG HOT PEPUL MAKE UGLY KID FEEL BAD!!!!!!!
I deal with it every day. Get over it.
somebody wasn’t prom queen in highschool..
English essay! Whats that? Oh you’re due tomorow? And you have to be at least 4 pages long? And its 10 o’clock and I haven’t started you? Whats that? Oh I’m screwed?
Woahhh hey calm down.
OMG NEITHER HAVE I SHITHSHITSHITHSITHTISHrhfjdskldfg
ahh well I’ll do it tomorrow morning.
but apparently we’re the shittiest class that ever existed. Damnit.