untapped aesthetic: surrealist jock

a varsity jacket but it has three arms and it’s melting

your football shoulder pads have grass growing out of them and they constantly hum

you shove nerds not into lockers, but into other planes of existence. your football is always singing, singing, singing. the astroturf changes colors beneath you, and whispers the name of every person you’ve ever loved.

Why!?!?? **edit** Because shit happens

Why is it that every time I have a slight better than mediocre day it HAS to get shit on? I do not understand! I’m so mad right now I could scream!!!
But I can’t because I’m around my fucking family … and I am gonna go cry and throw up now, so bye.

I didn’t scream, but my dad made it better. I don’t know why I was so angry, but I do that. I am over it.