"good luck in the real world" says the 16 year old white middle class boy still living with his parents and never paid a bill in his life
the transition between elementary to high school happened when fights stopped erupting over you being a little shit and started over which boy sara heard jake tell francis you told jenny who told carol you wanted to kiss
Darling, all night
I have been flickering, off, on, off, on.
Sylvia Plath, “Fever 103°.” from Ariel: The Restored Edition (via lifeinpoetry)
intercourse more like yes of course
can we just take a second to realize inhaling mind-altering drugs doesn’t make you an artist