Walk slowly down dark hallway to bedroom, quickly turning my head to make sure nothing would leap out at me from any of the doorways.
Enter bathroom, enter shower. Constantly stare at door to make sure no demons or serial killers burst through it. Keep looking around room to make sure no demons have materialized into the bathroom.
When rinsing shampoo from hair, keep staring at door as all the soap flows into my eyes. Frantically wash it out, then swing head back towards door to make sure nothing has entered.
Eventually get out of the shower, check every cupboard and drawer to make sure nothing is going to jump out at me. Open door to leave bathroom after getting dressed. Brother yells and jumps into doorway.
When you brought Valentine’s Day cards for the whole class, no one was left out. Even if you didn’t like some people in your class, you still had one for them. Nowadays, if you don’t have a Valentine or you’re single, Valentine’s Day is gonna suck. You’re gonna be surrounded by couples being all cute & shit and you won’t be receiving anything.
I just liked receiving candy. I don’t get any candy from anyone anymore, let alone Valentines.
Dude I have some friends who smoke pot with their parents, but that's it.
I don't have any friends who have parents who let them do major drugs and fuck girls and skip school.
That's messed up in my opinion /:
Yeah, the guy’s really screwed up. He just gets beer out of the fridge and drinks it whenever. He keeps a bunch of ecstacy and LSD laying around in his room. He’s got lube and condoms strewn about as well (Not that he actually uses the condoms…). I’m waiting for the day when he finally wakes up. Whether that happens when he gets arrested for brining guns and knives to school (which he does regularly), selling or possessing drugs, or getting his girlfriend pregnant, it’s going to happen eventually.
It makes me kind of sad. He used to just be normal. He never did any drugs, and his grades were decent. He threw it all away.
It makes me uncomfortable when I’m at my friends houses and they curse at their parents. It makes me feel worse when their parents curse. My parents never curse, and if my brother or I ever cursed at them, they would rip our mouths off. It’s sad that some parents aren’t parents anymore.
My friend’s parents let him curse at them, do drugs, and screw girls all over the place.
Some of my other friends are allowed to skip school if they don’t feel like going, and can do drugs around the house.