I love that feeling you get when you don’t remember that you’re reading. When you’re so captured by a book that you forget you’re reading the words. All you see is the descriptions and conversations that being to play out like a movie in your head. You don’t even think about it. Then before you know it, you’ve read 100 pages without realizing it. That’s probably the best feeling in the world.
tbh there are literally only like three people in the world who i can hang out with for more than four or five hours without wanting to strangle them
someones mom: make yourself at home, would you like something to drink?
me: *very dry mouth like spongebob in sandy’s tree dome*
me: no thank you
life is all about tough decisions
getting enough sleep or staying on the internet
i dedicate this comic to the teacher who pulled me out of class in middle school to tell me my bra strap was showing and that i needed to get a jacket to cover it up so that i didnt distract the boys
dedicated to all teachers, school administrators, parents, dudes, dudettes, random ass strangers, politicians and dogs who think that is a woman’s duty to ensure that men aren’t ‘distracted’
Remember when justin timberlake was in Shrek