My name is Cheyenne and I'm lost in life
why you should be my friend
- I will talk about sex with you and not care in the slightest even if you have the most bizarre kinks I do not give a shit
- I will reblog your selfies no questions asked
- I will ask you questions on anon to make you look more popular
- nothing happens to me so you can talk about yourself forever.
A rich guy, a white guy and a black guy sit down at a table together. There’s a plate of 12 cookies, the rich guy grabs 11 of them and says to the white guy “watch out, that black guy’s trying to steal your cookie”.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.
Lol that’s ok. It’s pro-tractor lol
did you kno that 10 million pounds of maple syrup was stolen from quebec
10 million pounds
1/3 of the government’s reserve
like. how do you even steal 10 million pounds of maple syrup. where do you hide it. what would you even do with it
why does the canadian government have a maple syrup reserve
is there a 420 in pi
humanity has made great strides today
Oh look at that, 413
Literally every possible number is in Pi. Somewhere in there is a line of numbers that, when turned into an image, shows you having sex with Nicholas Cage on the moon with Margaret Thatcher looking on and shedding a single sultry tear. Pi is amazing.
I support Farming.
In fact, you could call me
I got really confused. Like “call me 180 degrees”??? What the fu- ohhhhhhh