Text: Wait, you’re not with your mother?
What’s the matter, Britt?

Brittany shrugged. “I don’t know. I think anything besides unicorns will make me feel sad and stuff. Because school sucks. My relationships with people suck. Problems with home stuff sucks. My feelings suck. My brain sucks and… well yeah, you get it. Maybe we could just listen to the radio or something? Unless you wanted to talk about something exciting going on with you…” Brittany let out a sigh and leaned her face on her window.
“There’s absolutely nothing exciting about my life.” Not in his mind, at least. He was probably failing school and might not graduate. His mother kept on bugging him about college because she didn’t seem to get he didn’t care if he graduated and he was still in the same fucked up place with Rachel as he had been for weeks- well, for months, really. So, no, there was nothing exciting about his life at that time. It was mostly just all kinds of fucked up and falling apart. But that wasn’t exciting. It just was what it was and he was dealing with it the best he could. “Don’t think any of us have exciting lives right now. Sort of quiet around here, scarily enough.”
For the people reblogging this gif set of Mark Salling in Children of The Corn: http://yopuckfasa.tumblr.com/post/23651496540/he-alli-el-porque-siempre-me-rapo
Perhaps you should reblog the original set posted six months ago rather than the reuploaded/cut down version. Just saying: http://butterflysfics.tumblr.com/post/12578688157
The original maker should get credit for making them.
I’m sighing?
Yeah, but usually you do it for a reason.
I’d rather not talk about it here.
Okay….then we won’t.
Sighhhhhhhh
And I still never know what’s going on when you do that.
I’d rather not talk about it here.
Okay….then we won’t.