People say all the time, “you need to spend some time to yourself, and figure out who you are”, and I never really understood it until it happened to me. And I woke up one day, and I just realized,
the first person to die was probably like “dude what”
teacher: its pajama day
that one kid: WHAT IF I SLEEP NAKED HAAAHAAHA
so my dad’s friend was bartending and saw a guy put something in a girl’s drink so while the guy turned around he switched their drinks and watched the guy roofie himself.
when you make it to class just before the late bell rings
You don’t fuck with the tray master
There’s something about the casual destructive power of immense, self-certain competence.