honestly if I lived in a spacious apartment that had a big kitchen with stainless steel appliances and plenty of counter space I would never be depressed again. actually thats a lie but at least I could be depressed in my huge beautiful kitchen
remember in school when we had to put these orange covers over the keyboards when practicing our typing skills so we wouldn’t be able to peek at where the letters are?
no… what the hell kinda school did u go to? prison??
Dear authors: you have to learn the difference between a bad boy and a bastard abuser.
Um, yes.
For those of you who are confused:
Bad boy: probably poor, doesn’t follow rules because he thinks they are harmful or stifling (”I can’t sit there all day when teachers don’t give a shit if I learn or not”), outbursts are at injustices, fights to defend (”leave them alone/you’re hurting this place leave!”)
Bastard abuser: probably middle class or higher, doesn’t follow rules because he think’s he’s above them (”school is a waste of time I can learn what I need to from books”), outbursts are about things not going the way he wants them, fights to prove superiority or lay claim (”stay off my turf/away from my girl!”)
Bad boy: Bender from The Breakfast Club.
Bastard abuser: Christian Grey from 50 Shades.
Skyrim guard: wait…I know you
Me, 300 pounds over encumbered with stolen cheese wheels and solid dwemer metal, waddling by: you don’t know shit bitch
north and south dAhkotah
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