I was taking a nap and was awakened by campus police looking for a girl who left keys in her Mercedes running and forgot to turn it off
I hate spoiled brats, people like her do not deserve to own a car (unless losing it wasn’t a big deal and her parents can just get her another one). If this was not a decent private school she would’ve never seen her car again.
Pray for the found, for what they have gone through.
Pray for the injured, for a speedy and uncomplicated recovery.
Pray for the missing, that they will have the second chance at life.
To the two heroes who sacrificed themselves to save others, that act of selflessness was more than any of us can ask.
Rest in peace.
Answering this because parkdobyul tagged me ♥ Unfortunately I have no gifs on my laptop so I can only answer with words :P
Upperclassmen invited me to pregame just now
And I was like ehhh because the school is pretty strict on underage drinking
But then I was like WAIT
I’m 21 (¬‿¬）
It sucks when someone you have feelings for doesn’t share those feelings; it happens to women all the time, too. We hear “I just want to be friends” and “you’re like one of the guys” and “you’re like a sister to me” just as often. But you’ll never hear a woman complain that guys just don’t appreciate a Nice Girl because we’re taught it’s our own fucking fault when we’re rejected—we aren’t pretty enough or thin enough or sexy enough, we weren’t sexual enough or were too sexual, we put out too much or too little or too soon or not soon enough, we didn’t wear our hair the right way or our skirt the right length, we’re “too tomboyish” or “too butch” or “too feminine”, or we’re “not their type”, or we’re otherwise not good enough in various ways to entice the man to grace us with his affection.
But when we’re not interested in someone, we’re vilified. We’re the bitch that lead them on, the bitch who let them buy us dinner but didn’t want to date them, the bitch who doesn’t appreciate a nice guy, the bitch they were nice to and then got nothing in return from.
And, frankly, fuck those people. Showing interest in me, being friendly with me, getting close to me, or eating a meal with me (even if they paid for it) doesn’t obligate me to open my heart or my legs. And anyone who doesn’t appreciate my friendship sure as hell doesn’t deserve my love or my pussy.”
there’s a difference between “lazy” and “i don’t want to fucking do that shit”