R.I.P. MSN, the only messenger that allowed me to send a giant unavoidable popup of a pig shaking his ass to funky techno music to my conversational partner if they were ignoring me
in the sixth grade i got my tips frosted and went to school and everyone told me they loved my hair and i started crying because i thought they were all lying, but they actually did like my hair, and when they asked me why i was crying i realized that they weren’t lying, so instead i told them that my grandma had just died and this girl started crying because she thought it was so sad, and then a week later my grandma actually died.
when people try to argue with you about something you clearly know more about
So I am socially required to shave my legs and armpits but white boys aren’t socially required to shave their stringy greasy failed mini moustaches?