MCAD baby, let me love you and all the people in it.
I want to go to you.
And be a derpy little art student.
because I’m too lazy to make a team, I go with the default ones.
and there’s this guy with blue hair.
He’s a human.
And has blue hair.
Blue poofy hair.
I don’t understand.
I go to this Sylvan place out in Brookfield of something.
And I go up to my tutor teacher lady and she looks at me as I’m about to sit down, and she says
“You’re Corinne?”
And I answer “yes” in a mucusy raspy voice.
FFFFFF
I could see it on her face.
She thought I wasn’t Corinne.
Score one for not even wearing my binder today.
I’m the only non-white person in that class.
I was a fucking adorable baby, and I look handsome as hell, thanks for asking.
These guys are dancing.
He’s teaching the guy how to dance.
GAY
GAY
GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY\
FUCKING GAY
There is all this white powder in my trashcan.
Hopefully my parents don’t look at it.
It’s powder from paper clay.
I’m sanding paper clay.
In my room.