Dear selfish fuckers sitting at gate F78, I’m glad that your fucking luggage is nice and comfortable in the seats; I would hate for your fucking belongings to be exposed to the germs and discomfort that they would be subjected to had they been forced to sit upon the ground. Trust me I have first hand experience. Sincerely, the sweet innocent adorable 18 year old that you all inconsiderately (whether it be from oblivion or pure indulgence) exiled to the floor.

Last day of high school in a little less than 7 hours…. Oh my god. Oh.My.God. I’m not ready! I’m still a baby, I’m just a girl… I can’t be done with grade school I just can’t! I’m not ready to grow up-please let me stay little, I need more time to stress about my grades on portal, eat 25 cent gold fish, travel from class to class in 7 minutes, hoard useless novelties and momentos in my locker, skip class at 711 and the back of the theatre, get bathroom passes just to take a walk around, pray for my life in the student parking lot, pull my skirt down while walking by student services, drain my phone battery out of desperate boredom, whisper prayers that the golden ticket out of class is for me, pick on the weaker human beings, kiss my boyfriend in the halls, watch eagle eye 5, curse the name of Karen, gossip in the chorus room, and so much more. I am scared to leave my childlike world….quick somebody give me some crayons and a Disney movie!!!!