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Your Pokemon egg is about to hatch!
Everyone who REBLOGS this will get a Pokemon in their SUBMIT BOX
I PRMOISE I will send a Pokemon to EVERYONE who reblogs this
A randomizer will determine what Pokemon you get.
Red marker handwriting on a bathroom wall. Text reads:
“Boss made a dollar
Granddad made a dime
But that was a poem
From a simpler time.
Boss made a thousand
Gave pa a cent
But that penny paid the mortgage
Or at least it paid the rent
Now Boss makes a million
And gives us jack
Smugly blames the workers
For the labor that he lacks.”
And the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls.
i love listening to my fiancée drawing
“no stop”
“oh no i didn’t mean to do that”
“wRONG LAYER”
“wait go back”
“what line is that?!”
“cAN YOU– [irritated noises]”
“oh you…bastard”
“what..layer is that on??”
she’s so cute djksfh
oh my god dkfjdhgksdjk
(considerable relief in discovering that other people scold their software too)
So there’s this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And I’m sitting there sweating because like… I’m wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and he’s the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say ‘I can and will kill you’. He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, “So. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?”
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, “You get it.”
I said, “Yep.” He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.
Oh! I forgot to mention! I saw him at lunch the same day, and he ran up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, pointed at this super sweet girl who comes to GSA and asked if she’s gay. I told him he should ask her because that’s not my place and he said he would.
I thought that would be the end of it.
Except ten minutes later he came back and told me he found out (she’s bi) and that both of us have a shot. I said “You more than me.” because he’s attractive and popular.
But this wholesome dumbass looked really confused and asked, “Because I’m tall?’
So this isn’t lesbian/jock solidarity but I thought you guys would want to know-
My math teacher was trying to fix the rolling whiteboard and he just offhand said “This would be easier with a wrench”
And deadass, dudebro said “Hang on” and then proceeded to pull a fucking wrench out of his backpack
Update- after school today he saw me in the library and he didn’t say anything? He just pointed at the book he was holding and I gave him a thumbs up because it’s a pretty good book, and he went “Yes!” Really quiet and pumped his fist and then left
Okay so today he asked me if I know how to help people having a panic attack and I was like yeah? And he smiled at me and then went “cool I think I’m having one”
And I was like what the fuck Colin we’re in the middle of Tech class sit down and we went out in the hall and sat there for a while and he told me about the test he’s stressed about so we kind of went over his study guide and when he was feeling better he kind of like… smacked his head against mine gently? And I helped him up even though he’s almost a foot taller than me and yeah
Today at lunch we walked to the football field and laid in the grass and I told him thank you for being my friend (because I don’t have that many) and fistbumped me and said, “You always looked so nice and chill, how could I not want to be your friend?”
And honestly y’all, I would’ve started crying if he hadn’t sneezed and accidentally smacked me
Used bookstores in old houses. Cookbooks are in the kitchen, children’s books are in one of the bedrooms, etc.