My parents need to not make me do things.
I don’t think they understand that my goals in life are to eat and never leave my bed ever.
Okay, then do you have anything better than pizza?
If you really wanted to continue with that, you could order condoms and dildos and shit like that and address it to the principal. She’d flip.
Something like ordering pizza and then telling the delivery guy the school as the address. Whaddya think?
We need a good senior prank, stat.
Hell yeah. What d’you want to do?
You okay, Sum?
About the way the treat me. No, it was last night. I don’t know if I want to talk to them.
Do I need to beat someone up for you, Nat?
Wait a few days to cool off? I don’t know. Were you two close?
Got into an argument with a friend last night.
About what? That sucks, Nat, I’m sorry. Have you guys talked since then?
Holy shit, man.
Isn’t that the word?
Sometimes I feel like English isn’t even on your schedule. It’s exaggeration.