when i was around 5 i asked my mom why “some people were different colors” and she said “because god wanted lots of flavors” and let me tell you that was the wrong thing to say because for the next 3 years i thought god ate people when they died
cant wait for natural selection to take out slow walkers
accidentally bumps into someone
"you don’t have to keep apologizing"
the more I think about it, the more I realize that 2009 me would be pretty scared/intimidated by 2014 me and that’s what counts