How To Do Everything Last Minute: A Novel by me that I am going to write later
what do you mean we’re not friends we’ve talked once
do you ever just want to grab someone in one of your classes
and pull their face close and whisper
“I am ten times smarter than you will ever be, your opinions are both ill-informed and unoriginal, the career path you are headed on is so overdosed with barely competent imbeciles like you that you will be incapable of finding a job, and incidentally your shoes are clashing with your outfit in a way that cannot even be called deliberately bad. so shut. the. fuck. up.”
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
i am switching my major to caring too much and declaring a minor in not giving a fuck and i’m pretty sure i’m gonna graduate summa cum laude with that shit