[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]
I have to pull an early shift at work today, which may or may not be the most depressing thing I’ve ever said.
Then prove it. Beat Amy, and don’t flirt with her at all.
All I want in a boyfriend is someone who won’t touch me or talk to me, but who periodically checks in to see if I’m okay and brings me food whenever I ask.
A waiter. I just realized I’m looking for a waiter.
Every kid dreams of being a superhero, having powers, saving people — but no kid thinks about what it’s like when you’re a hero and you’re not saving people. Truth is, not much else changes. You still hurt, you still love… you still wish, and hope, and fear things… and you still need people to help you with all of it. In some ways, that’s the best part.