so for my english class, we had to write these little paragraphs the first day about things we like and things we dislike. we wrote them in this journal thing on our school blackboard site, and I found out today you can see everyone’s.
after comparing my response to theirs - I have determined that either a. i’m insane and no one has any idea what i’m talking about, or b. some other answer I haven’t come up with yet but hopefully someone else will so I can feel better about myself.
being in school with 19 year olds is hard.
I’m obsessed with wanting to feel again.
With wanting to have passion. With wanting to love.
I need to connect with someone. I have no relationships. I don’t know how. I thrive off of relationships. I cut myself off from them because of how fucked up I kept making things. Now I have no idea what to do. I need inspiration. I need to live.
Cards Against Humanity.
I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.
It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.
If you have it, open your box.
You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?
Do it carefully.
There’s something in there. What could that be?
There’s a card.
There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.
But what card?
I fucking love these people.
making fun of girls for having “daddy issues” is literally the most illogically cruel thing i can think of haha “hey you! your dad sucked! i bet that really impacted your life and the way you form relationships with other people lmfao fuckin loser”