In health class we were given sheets of paper and told to write a message we would want someone of the opposite sex to know
She read some examples
The girls were like: “Hey can you please not treat me like shit”
The boys were like: “Spray tans look ugly I hate when girls wear too much makeup and don’t lead me on.”
OH MY GOD MY MOM WAS USING HER EMAIL ON MY COMPUTER AND SHE’S HOPELESS AT COMPUTERS AND SHE MINIMIZED HER EMAIL BY ACCIDENT AND SAW MY KINDLE WINDOW OPEN WITH REALLY REALLY EXPLICIT SUPERNATURAL GAY FANFICTION (DESTIEL IF YOU WERE WONDERING)
I WALK IN AND SHE’S BLUSHING AND SHE GOES “I DON’T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED MAKENNA GET ME BACK”
I BLAMED IT ON HER I SAID OH MY GOD MOM WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?! WHAT SORT OF THINGS ARE YOU READING MOM?! AND SHE BOUGHT IT
One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.