in 7th grade i was in english and i was sitting across from this goth kid who literally just talked about these detailed murders he wants to commit and throwing knives and all of a sudden he looks up at me and says ‘i have a confession. i watch lucky star. and enjoy it.’
i went home and watched it and i never looked at him the same way again
A guy I don’t know very well handed me his yearbook and asked me if I wanted to sign it.
I said yes, and shortly after he added, “Just don’t write anything gay.”
I wrote this:
Fuck my actual butthole. You are a boy and so am I. We are going to have sex that is gay. Pound my rock hard cock and bite me.