My freshman year attempt at the newsies jump. (the preschoolers next to us got excited after I was on the ground for a while)
I think that I just don't enjoy people in general, but i would also like to avoid getting flashed at pep rallies and I would love to walk up the back stairwell that's closest to my last class without have to push by people making out/ stripping to have sex. It gets annoying after about 3 days.
First day of a new school ✌✌✌ and all I have to say is I am serving looks in the uniform 😌💅✨
OHHH MY SCHOOL STARTS IN SEPTEMBER!! I'll have a new class and I'm kinda scared but at least my best friend from middle school will also be in the class?? So that's kinda cool because we haven't talked in years since I had to change schools :O ALSO YOUR SCHOOL HAS UNIFORMS? THAT'S SO COOL- I BET YOU LOOK GREAT!!!
Racetrack Higgins plays trumpet and bari sax because Loud
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk
(If you would like further explanation don't be afraid to ask!)
your friends think about you, y'know? they smile and think about goofy shit you've said. they pray for you. they smell your perfume in a shop and think of you fondly. they tell anecdotes involving you to strangers and friends. they remember the way you hug or bite or high five and want to repeat it with you. they love you. i promise.
"Hey Oscar. Word on the street says you and your BITCH took money to beat up strikin trolley workers" 😂
I was talking to my older sister about newsies and accidently said "The Delancey B*tches" so sjsnjsnsnndmsla
Omg
Katherine and Sarah: Every man that gives us their unsolicited opinion owes us 5 dollars and a frappuccino.
Race: How's quarantine been going for you guys?
Finch: I haven't been able to go outside as much as I want to.
Albert: I went outside.
Albert: On my porch.
Albert: And just stood there for 5 minutes.
Albert: And then my neighbor across the street coughed so I ran back inside.
listen. aging into your thirties rocks. yes your joints get a little creaky. yes you can’t sleep in a pretzel on the floor anymore after a concert or a convention. and you lose some friends. but the thing is that you sort out who your real friends are and you sort out who you really are. and you get to see your friends settling into careers they like, and adopt new dogs and cats, and you find a job you can stand, and get really good at arts and crafts, and maybe that book you loved as a kid gets a movie deal and it doesn’t suck, and you learn to like new food and bake your own bread, and you realize that the great portfolio of self harm scars you all used to curate are going white with age and not updated, and half your friends are a different gender now and so much happier and maybe you are too, and you know who you are, and that it’s a journey and not a revelation. it’s a direction you’re headed, and you’re enjoying the trip.
reaching your 30′s rocks. and i’m hearing good things about what comes next, too.
If this was a competition I would have probably lost already because I don’t have much motivation. But when it comes to showing love, BEING IT ON
Ok but theoretically speaking, what would happen if I just ran full speed I to a wall?
Race: Destroy the idea that I will ever calm down
Specs: I want kids so bad
Romeo: So go to a playground and take one stupid where do you think kids come from
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