"Alright mam, your total will be $10,579.49"
*slides selfie over the counter*
This shit is Denied it aint worth nothing
my bad i accidentally gave u my pocket mirror
I really worry about which selfie my family would put on the news if I ever went missing.
I’m Madison Montgomery. I make seven million dollars a picture. I have two Teen Choice Awards. My mother put me to work ever since I could talk. I hated it. The last time I saw her, she snorted half my coke and then let the cops bust me for it. I am a millennial. Generation Y; born between the birth of AIDS and 9/11, give or take. They call us the global generation. We are known for our entitlement and narcissism. But it seems our one defining trait is a numbness to the world. An indifference to suffering. And that’s the rub of all this, isn’t it? I can’t feel shit. I can’t feel anything. We think that pain is the worst feeling. It isn’t. How could anything be worse than this eternal silence inside of me. I used to not eat for days, or eat like crazy then stick my fingers down my throat. Now no matter how much I binge I can’t fill this hole inside me. I can’t take it anymore. I think I’m going batshit.
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when u get a lousy grade even tho u studied
when u dont study and u get a good grade
Gym teacher: “where are your gym shoes”
girls who can run in heels should be feared