In grade 8 I really hated this girl so I collected the sugar from my pack of sour patch kids and gave it to her saying its cocaine and she actually snorted it and at recess she pretended she was high and she was called crack whore for the rest of the year. Now she does real crack and blames me saying I got her addicted. She still doesnt know it was just sugar
I regret nearly everything I did between the ages of birth and however old I was yesterday.
when i see a clothing item i like and check the price tag
mom: but honey, you’re special to *me*