January 2011
9 posts
let's be real, they totally stole my dance moves. →
dear boy,
kindly GET OUT OF MY BRAIN. i need to read this feminist paper and it is EXTREMELY difficult to do so when all i can think about is how attractive i find you. thank you!
sincerely,
karin
“I saw the fiery haired one today. She tasted of burnt spider.”
– Annie, pretending to be someone else…
“How do you say ‘do you have parents that are still alive?’ versus...”
– My father, asking me for help on his spanish homework
“That was narsty. It smelt like burnt spider.”
– Blake
“How does someone even know what burnt spider tastes like?!”
– Cara
boo.
all i want to do is go back to college.