do you ever run into an old flame at the grocery store and just revel in the fact that you’re so much cooler than they are? they’re standing there somehow looking shorter, with their horrible new hair fucking eating candy and you’re just being the most chill person ever? and you make an awesome joke about scoring the last box of Cheerios but all they can do is apologize for being a dickhole, but you don’t even care because you’ve been with three other people since him? and he says that even though he got demoted at your old shitty ass place of work he fucking stayed and you have two way cooler and better jobs now? and you’re in school and he isn’t? and he got grosser while you only got hotter? and he’s a loser and you’re not? and the whole time you’re laughing internally because you think that you both realize this fact?

because that just happened to me. fucking. yes.

now I have the motivation to finish my Spanish composition. life is awesome.

Boy troubles? Eat 1.5 poutines.

Feels good man.

I just wrote FUCK ALL BITCHES in giant letters on a piece of paper and set it on fire.

Feels good man.

I am just so full of boy angst I can’t even.