𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 / 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙎.

“I  totally  get  that  musicals  are  a  Degrassi  tradition  or  whatever,  and  I’m  all  for  school  spirit,  but  think  about  all  the  money  that  you  spend  on  tickets  to  go  see  the  show.  All  of  that  money  could  be  going  to  save  the  rain  forests.  Buying  solar  energy  appliances  so  we  aren’t  polluting  more  of  our  ecosystem.  Releasing  animals  from  cages,  shelters,  and  oppression.  Endless  possibilities.  What  good  is  an  elaborate  production  anyway  if  nobody  is  going  to  be  around  to  enjoy  it  in  a  few  year’s  time?  We’ll  all  be  gone  because  of  global  warming  and  do  you  think  anyone’s  going  to  be  talking  about  High  School  Musical  then?”  //  @hqdbulletin​

“woah, woah, woah, pump your breaks, greenpeace. i said the musical was bullshit, not that i wanted to solve world hunger. but come up with a scheme to get your dainty hands on all that money you speak of and i might just hug a tree,”

shouldn’t, what are we, twelve?

yeah, in like eighth grade. let’s just say there’s better, more effective alternatives.

no. simply because,

prompt: send 🍷 for a drunk/buzzed text from my muse.

jay: remember when you stayed the night on my birthday?

jay: and the next morning, we totally fucked the kitchen up with pancake batter?

jay: ( unsent ) might've been the only birthday i've cared about since i was like 6. so...thanks.

prompt : send ✨ for a random text from my muse.

jay: a little birdie told me you took x and hooked up with sean some years back.

“can you believe mr. armstrong assigned the fake baby project?” darcy asked the person who was standing beside her. “it’s not fair to make students who are already working so hard in their classes and extracurriculars have to stay up all night to feed and change a sack of wires. i’m so glad i’m not in his class this semester, it would totally interfere with power squad,” she grabbed a pamphlet and handed it to the person, “but if you want to know the best way to not have to deal with one of those babies in high school, you should come to friendship club. we’re having an entire meeting about it during lunch and we’d love to see you there.” @hqdbulletin​

“i mean, armstrong’s a dick as well as the rest of the school’s staff, so it’s not too surprising. probably got his own baby at home pissin’ him off, so he wants us to suffer too,” words are spoken carelessly, paired with an occasional shrug. his eyebrows do raise though, right after, in the way they always do when something stupid is bound to come out of his mouth seconds later. “oh no, wouldn’t want that, now would we?” he smirks, “that’s about half the reason most of us even show up to this dump, to see you girls run around in your cute little skirts and matching pom poms,” he teases. and it is just teasing, because he knows darcy’s off limits, courtesy to spinner of course, ( no matter the relationship status ), but it doesn’t stop the satisfaction of ruffling her feathers, especially when she makes it so easy. he lets off a snort at the pamphlet, half expecting her to withdraw it within the next second, scrunch her nose up, and offer some sort of smart ass comment. “you’re aware of who you’re offering that to, right? what, you’re not expecting it to burst into flames the second it touches my hand?”