You know one thing I really hate? Looking at myself in the mirror. Not because I don’t like how I look
though that’s a little bit true but because seeing myself for some reason makes me aware of the fact that I’m a living human being with conscious thoughts and that the things I remember are things I’ve actually said or done and that the people I interact with are also living human beings with conscious thoughts and that notion makes me strangely uncomfortable for reasons I don’t understand. Does anyone else have that happen to them?
a new york
so proper and well behaved
john green everybody.
that’s john green.
When your teacher is nice but can’t fucking teach
When your teacher is mean but teaches really good
When you’re teacher is nice and teaches really well, but the class is full of fucking twats
When the students are well behaved but the Teacher is still a fucking bitch
when your teacher keeps getting replaced because it’s defence against the dark arts
When you’re singing alone on a golf course