Today my 11 year old brother wanted us to go outside and play with his BB gun but my Dad wasn’t around, so I was like “idk, maybe we shouldn’t use it without adult supervision”
and he just stared at me and I realized
I am 20
I am an adult
I am the adult supervision
how I feel during my first year teaching
that girl you just called fat? who cares about her backstory, you just shouldn’t be a dick to people
like do we really need a tragic story to get people to stop being mean to each other wtf
- Me: Mom...Dad. I've decided to live on my own from now on.
- Parents: Ok, cool.
- Me: Your luggage is outside
you know that quiet girl in class?
yeah she goes home and makes fun of you all on tumblr