Me: Rereading books I read in middle school is not a productive reading habit
Also me: But that’s so not bubbly making
im a bar of soap and God is an instagram girl with acrylic nails and a box cutter
i don’t think there has been one single moment since i was 13 where i haven’t been clenching my jaw
of course i have a lot of pent-up rage you fool i’ve been the same height since i was 12
a chapterbook: *came with a stitched in ribbon bookmark, had a cloth spine, had those rough edged finished pages, or came with a map*
8 year old me: i am a 500 year old librarian and this is the most valuable book in my collection. i rescued it myself from a castle as it burned to the ground. *gingerly runs my little grubby hands down its spine and gazes wistfully out of the school bus window* i am the keeper of all civilization’s knowledge
i was about to make a post like “how old am i? old enough to remember when restaurants had smoking and non smoking sections indoors” but then i looked it up and apparently theres still not a national ban on smoking indoors in public or even just in restaurants and that its handled on a state by state and city by city basis um what the fuck sdlcjxushzj
if i went to a restaurant in 2019 and someone whipped out a cigarette at the table next to me id slaughter them where they sat
“In the words of Mark Twain’s wife, Shania Twain, ‘that don’t impress me much’”
imp:
its crazy how like.. from a different perspective things look difretenrt depending on perspective.
