in english today a girl asked me how i put on makeup with my glasses on and i said ‘i take them off’ and she looked at me like
you probably found my blog cause i was featured on funniest posts of whatever. i obviously changed my url, as this blog is a humor blog now.
MY BAND BLOG: i-bleed-music-notes
FANDOM BLOG: you-assbutts-are-family
when I was shopping today with my mom, we ran into one of her ex-coworkers and he introduced himself and shook my hand and was really friendly
and he and mom talked for a bit, and then after he walked away, my mom said
”He got fired because he killed three people.”
and I was kinda spooked for like the next 5 minutes until I remembered my mom is a surgeon
the worst thing about writing is that you aren’t just a writer. you have to be a thousand things. a poet, a flirt, a weapons expert, a bleeding heart, a scholar, a legendary cook, a theorist, an engineer, a reckless teenage girl, a dying god. you have to be able to write monologues and speeches and heartfelt confessions, and you have to make them believable. writing is putting yourself into someone else’s shoes.
writing is really hard (◕︿◕✿)
there is a poster in my english room that says “You have as many hours in a day as beyonce” and theres this guy that argued for at least five minutes that it wasn’t true
Don’t ever ask me if I want spaghetti
The answer is always yes