#aittdk

iarrod held a quiet anger inside of him and could snap in half at any given moment.

i told them that scotia and i only have cheer and history together, and that i hated going anywhere near her without a ten-foot pole and latex gloves for fear of catching something.

this isn’t some sort of action movie where you have to clear your name, get mixed up with criminals, or break all sorts of laws just to survive and keep your freedom.

insults: a staple of any true friendship. 

i can’t tell if that’s racist, homophobic, or a presidential-sized mix of both.