sO my friend’s dog died and she lives in new york city and so she had to take it to the vet by the subway and she put the dead dog in the suitcase on the subway and it was a pretty big dog and some dude saw that she was struggling with the suitcase so he asked if she needed help with it and he said do you mind me asking what’s in it and she didnt want to say a dead dog so shE SAID IT WAS A BUNCH OF LAPTOPS SO HE TOOK THE SUITCASE AND RAN AND I JUST
Daydreaming is sometimes better than writing. I don’t have to explain myself to anyone, even me. I can’t create a story on top of my head in writing but I can spend a long long time, thinking about nothing. I like it.
Why do people dwell?
As I was painting my nails, I realized that my left hand is the pretty sibling who doesn’t do shit. It can’t even return the favor of prettying up my right hand. I appreciate you, Righty.
I think as a college student, there is nothing more exciting than going to bed earlier than you intended to
"A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?" Einstein
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