imagine trying out a super risky outfit ur not sure is gonna land well and on your way to the party you fall into a bog and become a bog body and in like 3,000 years they pull you out in like a pink mesh bathing suit with an applique that says “barbie girl” on the front tucked in as a body suit to a pair of track shorts that say “your card was declined” on the ass and a pair of elevated 90s gel sandals with a hitclips clipped to the strap with one cartridge (60 seconds of an nsync song) and they reconstruct you in a museum and tell the public that’s how people dressed
what the syllabus for every film class should be
day 1: hoodwinked
day 2: chicken run
day three: go home no more class
self care is drinking directly from a puddle in the taco bell drive thru
One time when I was like 7 I was eating a baby bottle pop and I inhaled the powder and I was suffocating so my mom made me get out of the car and drink from a puddle in a Walmart parking lot
your mom needs to be arrested
