The local sandwich shop has a regular ass grilled cheese. They call it the 'Guilty Pleasure'. Us theatre kids frequent it, and I have had to branch out in what I order just because I can't for the life of me look the man behind the counter in the eye with a straight face and say 'yeah, I'll have the Guilty Pleasure'. No matter how many of my friends order it with no problem, I just can't...
On the other hand, the sandwich I usually get now is pretty damn good and I probably wouldn't have tried it if I had just stuck with... the Guilty Pleasure.
one thing about tumblr at least here they’re just called “posts”. Saying “I saw this tweet/reel/tiktok/short” makes me feel like I’m ordering at a restaurant where they make you say Texas Tom’s Nut-Slappin Griddle-Chizzle instead of grilled cheese
I'm super unwell, but I have to go to school tomorrow. I'm already behind on the small amount of work we've done this semester so far.
My legs feel like they're being torn apart from the inside, my head aches, I'm nauseous, fatigued, and really lightheaded and dizzy.
But I can't start accumulating absences or skipping assignments. So I gotta deal. Why must my body torture me?
I decided to write a bit about learning disabilities and my opinions on how they are handled in schools. I handwrote it as a demonstration of how my dysgraphia still affects my writing, but I also typed up a translation for anyone who might have trouble reading that.
APPARENTLY RIORDAN CONFIRMED SOLANGELO'S RELIGIONS AT SOME POINT?
shakespeare wasn't lying that tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow can creep in this petty pace from day to day
so one of the high school buses flipped over and this was the picture they used in the newspaper
Percy Jackson but Hestia has a cabin. that is where the unclaimed go because she goddess of home and family. Demigods get claimed faster because when they show up Hestia glares at her siblings, nieces and nephews untill they claim them.
With he’s friends
I have absolutely no idea what this blog will hold. random thoughts? art? stories? probably just whatever comes to mind. you can call me Iris. she/her
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