if you use music to cope with anxiety, depression or to help with your ADHD (like me) reblog, I'm trying to prove a point to my teacher
Story
Me: Yo Ms.Teacher.
Teacher:Yes?
Me: What're we doing today in class...
Teacher: An Essay, Why?
Me: Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Teacher: Go to your desk before I give you after school detention.
Me: MY FRIENDS AND PEOPLE OF THIS CLASS! RISE UP WITH ME AND FIGHT AGAINST THE TEACHERS!
My Class: YAAAAAAASSSSS!
Me: *Runs down hallways screaming out how much i like gays and how much i hate school*
Staff Members: GET BACK TO CLASS!
Me: F**K OFF!
Description:
Name: Selene
Age: 13
Like: watermelon
Dislikes: Any other fruit besides apples.
I am very uncreative...
My Crap Post.
( this is a random story)
Once there was a skeleton named goth and he loved a toaster. Eventually him and that toaster had babies and those toaster skeleton babies had babies. And their babies had babies. And those Babies had babies. And the cycle went on until baby reaper ate them all!
The End!
Goth belongs to- @Nekophy
Toaster babies belong to me and a friend.
ultramochapuppies-deactivated20
Reblog if you love the star sanses X3
Adorable! <3