i want to be the most confusing thing you’ve ever laid eyes on
I am the spirit of Valentine’s Day wrath! May your exes tremble in fear and may overpriced chocolate curdle on the shelves! Muahahahaha!
I will forever deny ever having been a high school freshman, but I can’t erase the photographic evidence.
I Lost My School ID Again Like One Day After Finding It And I Don’t Want To Write My Shakespeare Essay Like EVER
2014, MS Paint
I lost/misplaced/SOMETHINGED this shirt at some point between the end of last school year and the beginning of this one. And I get so upset whenever I think about it, because
a) wow, what a good shirt! So comfy and fit so well and what a good pattern and it fit perfectly in my wardrobe, and
b) clothes that look like things other than clothes are so important, and
c) I have no idea what happened to it, so as far as I know, it’s gone forever, and
d) I am so attached to/emotionally invested in my clothes. When my clothes fall apart, I feel like I’m falling apart.
Anyway, if I find it again, it will be a hannukah miracle and I will be so happy. Wherever you are, you beautiful shirt, I wish you the utmost happiness. God bless you, shirt.