I’m going to kill the president.
I promise. I surrender. I’m sorry.
I’m gay. I’m pregnant. I’m dying.
I’m not your father. You’re fired.
Fire. I forgot your birthday.
You will have to lose the leg.
She was asking for it.
It ran right under the car.
It looked like a gun. It’s contagious.
She’s with God now.
Help me. I don’t have a problem.
I’ve swallowed a bottle of aspirin.
I’m a doctor. I’m leaving you.
I love you. Fuck you. I’ll change.
things i didn’t learn in high school
- how to pay taxes
- how to pay a mortgage
- how to buy a car
- how to eat pussy
- how to look like you weren’t crying
- how to suck dick
honestly like the fact that i’m payin $$$$$ for a degree in film theory but can’t take a class on gregg araki makes me wanna burn down uc berkeley while spray painting fuck the world everywhere like basically i’m just going to turn into a gregg araki character ~apocalypse forever bitches~