I could be locked in a room with no tv, phone, or internet access and id probably still not do my homework
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
who the hell decided that sean sounds like shawn
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
growing up means realizing a lot of your old friends are assholes
I was reading up on how to write more effectively and someone said “write for others, not for yourself.” I think that is complete bullshit. If you don’t write for yourself, don’t write at all.
have u ever tried to look cool in front of ur friends and u