in lit we were about to read a book on concentration camps and so my teacher told everyone to draw what came to mind when they thought of world war 2 and she thought the pictures were so good she hung them up on the wall and now i sit in front of this
when people assume i’m straight i feel so insulted, like am i not gay enough?? do i need to step up my queer game??
when you know you typed ur password wrong but you hit enter still hoping it’s correct
I just want to live on my own so I can eat at 11pm without being interrogated
when ur song come on and ur six drinks deep