- *fight breaks out*
- me as a principal: Yasss drag her!!
Its not really summer unless the radio has found 2-3 songs to overplay the shit out of
Love your life. Perfect your life. Beautify all things in your life. Because what your living now is what it means to live.
My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
That’s not a yearbook.
That’s a hit list.