Got up to go sleep in the other room, because I hate sleeping next to you when there’s tension. You didn’t kiss me goodnight. You didn’t tell me you love me. You’ve said but ten words to me all day. You asked why I was leaving the room, but didn’t bother to follow me. And now I’m laying here. Wondering if there’s anything about me that you still want.
I hate nights like this.+
when i was in fourth grade we were doing a math lesson and all of a sudden the teachers like “have you ever seen a pregnant bird” and everyones jsut like “no” and then she slams her hand on the table and screams “THATS BECAUSE THEY DONT EXIST” AND ONE KID IN THE BACK JUST BLURTS OUT “WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH MATH