HAHAHAHA everything sucks.
Watched clips of Rushmore in my theory class today, and that moment when Herman realizes that Max has been lying about his dad being a neurosurgeon all along broke my heart all over again. Cryin in a ten person class what what.
For my mother’s birthday some old friends sent her video of me and their son as babies, and I was such a lump and I had a mohawk, so I guess not much has changed except I am less cool now.
I asked my writing instructor to recommend some books to me and he said, “Send me a list of what you’ve read recently that you liked, and that’ll help me.”
UGH. Too cool, too cool.
Thanks...thanks a lot for not picking me.
Stop including me!
So I guess the thing is you are the least boring person in the world and when I am with you I forget the outside exists. And when you said sorry to me, sorry things were awkward, she just didn’t know who I was, I was playing with that magnetic toy wishing it was your hair in my hands, and I felt so small.