this is so sad
I guess this is what growing up is
the breakfast club isnt even about breakfast
you could have at least said spoiler alert
when someone explains something to you for the 3rd time and you still dont get it so you kinda just
i never understand why non-white characters can’t just be described as fucking brown
they gotta be caramel, mocha, dark chocolatey, cocoa, whatever nonsense
can we start describing white characters with food terms too? “her milk-white arms.” “his light mayonaise face.” “her hair was the color of dijon mustard.” yeah. sounds about right.
You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.