“In the fifth grade I was arrested from school and suspended for a week cause I made blueprints and plans and went through the classrooms stealing all the Goosebumps books. I was successful with three classrooms. The way I did it, every week I came home with a certain amount. I had numbers one through 73. Then I fucking got caught. And I was a little smartass, so I was like, What a coincidence! A black youth getting arrested for wanting to read. So I made a list of everyone I thought snitched on me, who I was going to kill and torture.”
— Tyler, The Creator.
Teacher: sit down
Today was very hard for me to cope with my thoughts. I actually broke down and cried for a half an hour because the song I was pacing to made me think of some things I do not want to remember. I still cant believe I wasted another whole 30 minuets crying and over 2 hours pacing when I could of been doing some things I need to do. This is the 3rd time I had cried while daydreaming within this week and its getting way out of hand.
i drew them out of what i could remember i dont know how much i fucked them up sorry. ;w;
seeing people in ouija board sweaters