don’t underestimate me. i’ll wear sweaters in the summer. i’ll eat like eighteen gallons of ice cream in the winter. fuck the temperature. i don’t give a fuck
and anywhere i would’ve followed you
say something i’m giving up on you
"Your mom is gaaay!"
Some kids are arguing on my street, one has lesbian moms. I fucking can’t breathe.
WHEN AUTHORS SAY THEY DONT KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO THEIR CHARACTERS AFTER THE BOOK ENDS?? YES YOU DO. YES YOU DO STOP.
peter van houten