why the fuck cant i have a best friend who lives 30 seconds away from me who always comes over and we just stay at each others houses whenever movies are so deceiving
"I can’t tie a tie"
"I don’t know how to sew."
"I don’t read."
I’m writing a modern version of Romeo and Juliet for english class and I’m making them dumb teenagers like they should be and I thought tumblr might appreciate some excerpts from my planning document
From McCatherine: a re-write of MacBeth:
- And then, I like, wished death upon her house and family, and then I kissed her son.
What was it like?
It was like, pressing your lips against another person’s lips.
So, what did you do, Witch Two?
I, like, stole this bracelet. And I like, stole these candles, like, from a church.
That’s so cool.
I tortured a cockroach.
You are so weird.
Something wicked this way comes.
Is that even accurate?
I kill cockroaches, remember?
Wait wait wait let’s freak them out!
You are sooo random. Let’s do it!