in third grade we were learning about measurements of distance and so my class had to go outside one day and walk around this little area and we were supposed to walk toe- to-heel and count how many steps it took us to make the square but I didn’t pay attention when the teacher was telling us so when I got to her I heard the kid in front of me say 40 or something and I thought we just had to say a random number so I told my teacher 200 and she looked down at my feet really quickly with her eyes all big and my point is it took me fifteen years to figure out why she seemed so shocked
my mom asked why i don’t read as many books as i used to and i just said it was because i read a lot of unpublished stories from independent writers online and she thinks that’s very good of me to give undiscovered authors a chance
i just read gay porn
Never stop reblogging this
dumbfounded a murder of crows isn’t on here.
my english told me that a group of unicorns is called a blessing and thats the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard
Oh man venereal nouns are my thing. I have a book somewhere.
A thicket of idiots is still my fave.