First kisses are always messy,
Rushed with the flair of emotions and the ring of the bell,
The taste of blood mixed with strawberry chapstick when braces caught on my lips,
Smiling too much to even fully lock lips,
Yet your face is redder than the blood on my lips as we mutter out awkward goodbyes,
My day is filled with thinking of that moment,
Mulling over the mistakes and chewing on my swollen lip,
Maybe I need to try again,
If you let me.
So I ended up with free time at the end of my first class today, so I was like "do yall wanna see a vintage meme?" and turned on "what does the fox say". Expected like. A laugh from the kids, or even just a "wtf is this mx?" which is. A reasonable reaction to What Does The Fox Say.
But instead of a reasonable reaction. all of my students watched the first 60 seconds with jaws agape. And then this one kids turns to me like the fucking eye of Sauron and literally goes:
I love looking up the meaning of flowers to find weird stuff like that mauve carnations mean you want to do the deed.
๐๐พEducation ๐๐พis ๐๐พa ๐๐พright,๐๐พ not๐๐พ a๐๐พ service ๐๐พ
Pass along and use the shit out of them
Dragon snails have been acquired, meet Hood Shadow and Pharoah.
I want you to remember:
The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.
Repost if you want fic writers to stop deleting their content if/when they leave. No reason you have to burn the art when the artist dies guys.
So I just got back for summer camp, and I just need to know why DAVE STRIDER was one of the camp directors?
my text post collection vol. 1
Raven hair done in twirls,
the perfect girl.
but it was not meant to be
for she loves man not maid such as me