I really want to write a short story about a cat who lived on the Millenium Falcon now.
“Get gatsby out of my face”
It wasn't the pain that bothered me,
It was the blood in my spit.
Let us all fit into the American dream that wasn’t made with us in mind.
Let us ignore our friends and families and produce until we...
This sh**’s official, y’guys. (#tbt -2nd grade computer lab)