PLEASE HELP ME
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PLEASE HELP ME
Prefacing my literature homework with a formal apology to my professor because I was possessed by a temporary caffeine-induced madness that caused me to write double than what she asked
10/15/20
oh french 302....
xo- gg
Ay what’s up y’all I just cried for a solid 45 minutes let’s watch Star Trek
french/latin sirius black
if you ever need inspiration to do your foreign language homework, just pretend that sirius black is doing it with you (he speaks a handful of languages)
I should be doing my French homework, but somehow I ended up on the ADHD side of tumblr.
How fitting
You look up at me, eyes eager with curiosity. Though you hate to admit it, the tug of the wonder is too strong for your meagre mortal soul.
You whimper, praying to last a little longer before you give in, but as you begin to shake, to ungrit your teeth and release your bite on your poor tongue. You can’t control it. You have to know. Stuttering, you let the question loose.
“How’s it going,” you ask, the words flowing rapidly from your mouth, despite your desire to keep your cool.
I inhale, struggling to find the words to explain my situation. You try to hold your breath patiently, but it’s too much.
“The french homework. How’s it going?”
It’s my turn to shudder. My secret’s out. I hover my mouse over the tab with the illegal PDF of the french book we’re studying, and the tab beside, with a matching illegal PDF of the same book but in english. I shuffle my hand to masterfully hide the 5 wordreference tabs, the google translate tab, and tumblr. My eyes dart again towards my blank booklet and the pages and pages of space to analyse left blank and clean.
I meet your eyes. As hard as it is for me to tell the truth, you deserve this. Every word will be difficult, but I owe it nonetheless. I inhale shakily, preparing myself for my own brutal honesty.
“I want to kashoot myself.”
Slytherin bursts out of her room after finishing a book:
“What should I read next?” :D
Hufflepuff + Ravenclaw simultaneously:
H: “Your French homework.”
R: “More of Brandon Sanderson’s books!”