Dear Mr Professor,

Keep your head up, my dear

I am the funniest bitch at the gynecologist

Be patient.

*flight of the bumblebee plays furiously as I navigate Walmart*

I'm in the club (coffee shop), high off perc (decaf coffee), with some shades (blue light glasses) on

Tatted up (smeared ink from notetaking), mini skirt (old hoodie), with my j's (hiking boots) on

This is suddenly feeling very relevant as well. But we stay silly

I think I'm going to have a little ✨menty b✨

Driving according to my hometown:

Things we stop at: green lights

Things we don’t stop at: stop signs

Thank you for loving me like your own.

I like to think I’m a strong sailor, but even I can’t resist the siren’s song of the arts and crafts aisle in the Walmart

Hey, there’s always next year, right?