i just randomly remembered there was this guy on campus last year who wanted exactly 1 cigarette in exchange for exactly 1 loonie. like he wouldnt let me give him 2 cigs. he wouldnt let me not take the dollar.
i felt the most attacked in my life seeing a screenshot of a tumblr post in an instagram slideshow talking about how all weighted blankets are ‘mental illness gray’. while i was laying under my mental illness gray weighted blanket.
i will never forget my english teacher for giving me 80% on an essay about frank ocean’s blonde and how it relates to my queerness and love life; and then getting a 95% fucking dissecting neon genesis evangelion.