You have a valid argument
resisting the urge to write ‘penis’ where it says ‘name’ on worksheets given on the last day of high school.
resisting the urge to write ‘penis’ where it says ‘name’ on worksheets given on the last day of high school.
In American Studies our teacher assigned us each an event from World War II and we took turns (in chronological order) saying the date of the event and significance. When one girl went up our teacher said ‘Give me a date’ and I thought “Geez, isn’t there some sort of teacher-student protocol?’ xD
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Made a playlist of upbeat/happy-sounding songs in an attempt to cheer myself up. It’s working for the most part. :)
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I’m reading your palm and it says it belongs on my butt
physics teacher: you can’t be attracted to something without it being attracted back to you
me: are you sure about that