The low rise obsession from the early 00s.

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The low rise obsession from the early 00s.
Do you think the men/people who are used as charcters in wattpad know?? Like does Stephen James know that there are thirteen year old girls thirsting after him???? Like seriously how does that even come up? “Oh hey Stephen it’s your manager just wanted to let you know that this story where your a werewolf billionaire mafia rockstar has 7 mil upvotes” I NEED TO KNOW
I think it’s hilarious when the grown ass men in my family try to argue with me on fb post. Like you’re gonna go to sleep to night feeling like a big man who “won” an argument with a sixteen year old and I’m gonna go to bed thinking about chicken nugget lunchables. We are not the same
No but seriously does it make you feel like a big strong man for arguing with a sixteen year old girl or??????
ONLINE CLASSES
okay, so is it just me or does no one ever text during break??
Like, we text in class, before class, after class, but NEVER DURING BREAK
I feel like we’ve all come to a silent agreement that break is for completing yesterdays homework. or eating. nothing else. periodt.
and like, even IF people text during break it’s always about dat homework, like:
“btw what was the answer for the 3rd question”
“did you do the homework?”
“shit, I forgot to do math, can you send me the answers?”
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no? just me? okay I’ll just go cry in a corner now-
*sobs*
Ever in that mindset of “no one loves me and I’ll die alone :(” but then it changes into “no one loves me and that sucks” which transforms into “no one loves me and that’s criminal because I’m a goddamn CATCH”
My brain just goes from self pity to outrage at the sheer gall people have to not want to date me, while still thinking I don’t deserve to date. Brains are strange.