it’s not a good pun unless everyone in the room wants to kill u
I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week.
i fucking hate that “instant messaging and texting are destroying our social skills” like fucking nah bruh
no one except the deepest basement dwellers actually substitute texting for real interaction
boo fucking hoo, i can’t currently hang out with a friend in person so instead im going to text them so we can still have a conversation
fuck that “you’re all zombies engrossed in your technology except me, the enlightened one” attitude