put 100 kids in a room…. kill 10… only 90 kids will remember this
in the name of
Finger me in the name of cardiology.
that works too
"This is pretty gay," I say. I’m in front of a mirror. I am pointing at my reflection. I am referring to me. I am gay.
'hey what's your otp'
i put my hands in my pockets casually, giving a nervous laugh. ‘w-what’s an otp’ i stutter. i take my hand out of my pocket to brush my hair back smoothly. a list falls out of the pocket. it begins to roll. it is going on seven blocks now. i begin to cry.
life is easy, son. it’s just like riding a bike that’s on fire and you’re on fire and everything is on fire and you’re in hell