so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
can i borrow him
my mom’s like why are you awake at 3am and im like why are you so obsessed with me
“we’re gonna fucking die”
aint he a water type tho lol
"y’all motherfuckers are gonna fucking die and i’m gonna fucking watch"
I have 4 personalities:
1. When I’m alone
2. When I’m around friends
3. When I’m around my parents
4. When I’m around someone I like
“THEY WERE JUST TEENAGERS” idk man I was a crazy, stupid, reckless, and unstable teenager but not once did I ever get the urge to kidnap, drug, and rape someone