when I was in the psych hospital the other week, one of the staff was talking about what different codes mean (purple: someones running, red: medical emergency, etc.) and he mentioned how code yellow meant a shooter was in the building and my dumbass was like “this is the worst possible place for gun violence, we all want to die anyway” and like? the whole room actually laughed? i can’t stop thinkin about how fucked up that is that a room of thirty some teenagers all related to that and like damn.















