There are two days left on this stupid watch, but I still have another year to go. Do I regret what I did to get put in here? No, he had it coming. All I could think of was that there was someone out there in the real world who's watch is going to fall off with no one else in sight because his Soul Mate got herself locked up. I watch the numbers as I mop the bathroom. I time my chopping on kitchen duty to the ticks coming from my wrist. I can't sleep at night anymore, so I spend my time calculating how long it will have been when I finally get out. Will he still want to meet me? Will he be disappointed? Scared? Or will he have given up on me? I wouldn't blame him, it's not like he'll know of my existence. I glance again, though the numbers aren't much different than the last I checked. 1 day, 19 hours, 34 minutes. The sun is rising, I can see it through the small window. My cellmate snores loudly. She's been here before. This is her third time. [to be continued]

It's funny because "how did you do that backwards b?" has four "d"s in it.

I probably would've said testicles

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Eyebrow game on point

Also, these are children. Amateurs by nature. The adults he yells at are trying to prove that they're the best. They are on a different standard.

It's kind of weird. As a suicidal person, whenever I read this kind of post... It doesn't make me want to kill myself any less. It's got 0 effect on me. Maybe I'm too far gone. :/

Okay but what does it mean? Like what do the rings, and the number of rings, symbolize? What's the meaning behind the colours used? Why not any other colour?

Omg I feel this on so many levels. I'm had suuuuper long hair until last month when I donated most of it. I used to scowl at people who said I should cut my hair lmao and then I did it.

[insert pic of donkey solving math equations]

Fun fact: they're called shrink because it's short for "head-shrinker". Now I don't know why that is, but I have a theory. See, in Turkish there's this saying when you're stressed that goes "Kafam şişti" which translates to "My head is swollen". I think they might be related.

Really? There's an entire course where we learn the Turing language in my school and we learned all about the man it was named after in class.

And then the pencil would break, and it'd be impossible to get the broken piece out.

Fuck this shit... //cries forever

There are the frequent squirrels that we feed, and their names are Albert, Scrappy Jim, Barack, and Michelle. (Plus a rabbit named Rachel, but that's a whole other story). Now I'm gonna focus on Albert. He's named both after Fat Albert and Albert Einstein, because at the time of our meeting, he was FAT, and he was highly smart. Over the winter, though, he went on a diet and lost a lot of weight, and he's not that fat anymore. Anyway, the way we fed him in the winter was that we would stick a piece of bread on the outside handle of the door net, and he would use his claws to climb up and feast like a King. But then we noticed that he was actually making small holes in the net, so we stopped. Bad idea. A couple of weeks ago my brother went down to the kitchen, and right in the middle of the net he found a large gaping hole, and Albert sitting peacefully on the kitchen table. Now whenever he finds the glass door open, Albert lets himself in, dines on whatever is on the table, and leaves.

Maybe he just really wanted to keep the shirt and boots.

When my openly-bi best friend broke up with her longtime boyfriend a few years ago, naturally we hung out more often to help her forget about it. However, some people decided this was unusual and started to spread rumours that she and I were dating. She now has a new boyfriend but I am still facing the repercussions of the rumour because everyone thinks I'm a lesbian, even people at other schools... -.- I mean there's nothing wrong with being a lesbian, it's just not true in my case, and that's what's annoying about it.