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I really fucking hate the fact that there are rarely any posts on here that talks about how YOU can negatively affect people. yes, it’s important to space yourself out from people who hurt you but you also have to recognize how youre hurting people. take some responsibility for your actions.
hi girls did i mention that I like girls also did i mention that I am attracted to girls
be running up that road, be running up that hill
*cuddles up close to you* *puts my mouth by your ear* I NEED CONSTANT REASSURANCE THAT YOU STILL ENJOY ME AND FIND OUR RELATIONSHIP APPEALING
i want to look like how novocaine sounds
We all know Teddy uses his shapeshifting to help out people all the time. Billy gets in trouble at school? Boom. Guess who arrives at the office as his mom. Kate gets hit on at a party and is uncomfortable? Boom. Her new boyfriend is right next to her. A random kid is having a crappy day? Boom. Kid just met spiderman.
when ya friend jim getting a lil antsy
me: hold the fuck up
the fuck: *is hold*
Subtly Tries To Regulate Breathing Rate So No One Knows I Got Winded Walking Up The Stairs: a novel by me
WHAT IS THIS
banksy
sure, I don’t get a “healthy” amount of sleep like SOME PEOPLE do but can they do THIS *stands up, blacks out for a second*
A circumhorizontal arc is when an ice-halo is formed by plate-shaped ice crystals in cirrus clouds. The misleading term fire rainbow is sometimes used to describe them. But they are neither rainbows or related to fire. The name comes because it appears to be a rainbow taking the shape of flames in the sky. (Source)
What's the pacer test? D:
oh god.
The pacer is a test in gym class/PE that brings a shiver of despair down the spine of any unfortunate soul who has gone through it before. And it’s usually done at least once a year.
Students line up on one side of the gym, eyeing nervously the painted line before the opposite wall that will decide their fate. The teacher hits play on the stereo and a cheery woman’s voice echoes through the gymnasium. fuck that woman’s happy demeanor. She explains the rules as the kids wait anxiously. Get to the other line before the beep plays. Simple enough, right?
"Ready? Begin!" she calls, and the gut wrenching ‘beep!’ plays after.
The kids awkwardly half jog to the other line, with about 3 or 4 seconds before the next beep. Each time the horrendous noise plays they run back and forth to the lines. “Level one, complete” she says, as to pat you on the back for what little victory you’ve achieved.
Not bad, the kids think. But then comes level 2. level 3. With each interval the time between the beeps shorten, and you’re running as fast as you can to the other line. Your foot hits it, you pivot, the beep plays, youre running again. Your lungs burn, your throat is sore, your heart is on the verge of an attack. No rest. No mercy.
A girl is the first to crawl over to the instructor, defeated. Seeing one has fallen, other students begin to follow since “at least theyre not the first ones out”. Clutching their chests they bail out of the test. One girls crying. You can’t tell if the boy on the gym floor is alive or not. Three kids left for the water fountain and still havent made it back.
And then, the fallen sit there, watching the myths, the legends, the kids who have made it past 100 laps. 120. 150. When they finally collapse a cheer erupts from the students. Theyre heroes.
But the excitement only lasts for so long as the next round of nervous kids line up, who opted to go in the second wave and prolong their torture. The womans voice kicks back up. The beep plays. The cycle continues.
