- call you names
- tell you weird and personal details about myself
- say “I NEED TO PEE” instead of just brb
- type in caps a lot.
If i’m extra comfortable with you I’ll do all that and:
- talk casually about porn and really perverted thoughts
- share funny photos from my tumblr dash
- actually tell you when i’m upset
- try to make conversation with you
- just generally act really silly when I’m in a good mood
- tell you jokes even if they’re bad
oh my fucking god this is so true
This. I always had panics attacks when I had to do a speech in front of a class and I only ever had one teacher u sweatband coz she was the same when she was in school the rest were just like I don’t care it’s part of the curriculum “no special exceptions for your fucked head” literally word for word for my grade 12 teacher. I wanted to kill her literally.This is my school life rolled into ones post. I cry almost everyday after school because it’s just too hard.
this is too true, and it saddens me. I cry at night over the amount of work I have to do. And not only do I have a lot of work, but I have a mental disorder, and sometimes I just can’t do it. But they don’t get that so I end up failing. And it’s just really stressful.
SO THIS GUY IN MY ENGLISH IS DOING A PROJECT FOR BIO WHERE HE GETS A DUCKLING TO IMPRINT ON HIM SO HE JUST CARRIES IT AROUND WITH HIM TO ALL OF HIS CLASSES AND I SWEAR THIS DUCK IS THE MOST WELL BEHAVED FUCKING POULTRY IVE EVER SEEN IT JUST SITS ON HIS DESK QUIETLY AND SOMETIMES HE PUTS IT IN HIS POCKET AND IT JUST SLEEPS LIKE WOW YOU GO DUCKY