#HighschoolProblems

Every possible High School problem that one could face, I probably have.

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#Jealousbitchprobs

That awkward moment when your roomate calls you fat, but you can fit into all of her clothes and she's too big for them. Sweetheart, maybe you should cut down on the fruitloops and chocolate pies. #roomateprobs #stupidbitch

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You don't understand! Guys just can't get over me! It's not my fault if I'm such an amazing girlfriend

Dumb bitch of a roomate

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#ThatAwkwardMoment...

That awkward moment when your roomate gets her hair done and it looks terrible, but she insists that you now have 'mtaching hairstyles'. Bitch, my hair has, and always will look better than yours.

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Love is...

Love, is intense. It’s something so intense that it feels like the world’s longest rollercoaster. You’re in the front seat, and you’re not allowed off; no matter how scared you are.

Love, is happiness. At your best, or your worst, that person will stand by you through every bit of it. Even the days where your makeups smeared and you look like an absolute mess, it'll be there to comfort and hold you through it all. They handle you at your worst, they cherish you at your best, and they love you through it all.

Love, is patient. It waits for you after class, and doesn’t care that it’s late for sports. It understands when you’re nervous about your first kiss or first time. It will respect you when you’re trying to work up the nerve to tell it something.

Love, is protective. It can’t help it. Love will always believe that whoever your talking to feels the exact same about you that they do, and it drive them crazy. It doesn’t want to lose you and will do everything in its power to keep from losing you; even if that means it’ll push you away.

Love, is complicated. Sometimes, even though we know we shouldn’t, we fall in love with someone. Sometimes this hurts. Sometimes this hurtsalot.Sometimes this hurts the people around us. Sometimes you choose love, and sometimes you choose friendship; but no matter what you do, you choose what makes you the happiest, even though it’ll hurt either way.

Love, is pain. Sometimes it hurts a lot for a long time, and sometimes it doesn’t hurt at all. Love has a way of sneaking up on us and hitting us in our weakest of times.

Love, is torture. It makes you lay awake at night, or cry yourself to sleep. It makes you re-think everything you did leading up to this moment, and you constantly think to yourself ‘What did I do wrong?’ or ‘Is it my fault?’. No matter what love makes you feel or think, you know you should never regret something that once made you smile.

Love, is hate. A bit paradoxal I know, but its the truth. It drives you to care about someone so much, to the point that when it ends, while in reality you still love the person, you're blinded by this intense feeling of absolute hate. With love, there will always be blind hate. But it never lasts long. 

Love, is forgiveness. It forgives you for all the stupid little things you did. It forgives you for forgetting their birthday, or what time the movie started. Love will forgive you no matter what happens.

Love, is indescribable. It’s the feeling you get in the pit of your stomach, or the way your heart flutters when you brush arms. Love is anything, and everything, and it’s what you never want to lose. Love is a hookup, a fling, a relationship, a breakup, an affair, a divorce.

Love is everything. And without love, we’d be lost.

Each time you love, love as deeply as if it were forever. – Audre Lorde

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Really? You have to leave the banana peel right BESIDE the garbage can?!? Jesus christ...

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There's 2 things in life I cannot stand. 1. Trashy hoe's 2. Bitches.

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Highschool's made to not only to prepare us for our future jobs, but also to prepare us for everything that life's going to throw at us.

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

Escaping the womb......