Sailor moon of course fuck working out.
“I need advice.” The sentence came out more as a surprised question than a statement.
“Advice? for you from me?” came another voice equally shocked “you’ve seen the whole of the universe probably the beginning and the end and you want advice from me a simple store owner.”
The store owner cast his peered over at the woman who stood in front of him, her eyes were downcast and shadowed by the mass of fiery orange hair atop her head. She played with her hands for a few seconds as if washing them before she spoke again. “I want a job but how would someone, how would someone…. get one?”
At this the clerk’s eyebrows shot up as high as they possibly could “You want a job?!” he started laughing rich robust chuckles. She clenched her fists in reaction “It’s not funny at all shehin! I need a job very, very soon!”
Shehin wiped a tear away from his eye still laughing “sorry Nadia, just you the all knowing time traveler is not all knowing, just knowing.”
she rolled her eyes.
your teacher will be confused, you’ll site like the big kids, but all the county wants is a weird MLA. And you’ll lose billions of points for sounding too casual. (really it’s an essay about Hitchhikers Guide there’s nothing serious about it)
FREAKING OUT ASDLKFJSA;FKLSK;LFGNVLK
Not even like here’s a little cold you can go to school and be miserable but no i get a OH HERE IT COME THE PLAGUE GONNA NEED TO SEND OUT OUR DEAD HERE. damn sucks a bunch
even grey is starting to look dull
oh is this my fall
is it my end all
maybe, maybe not
all i can say is right here right now things are really shitty.
Fuck everything I’m out, gonna go listen to some plath
“kill me” I say looking down the barrel of a gun “right here right now, I know you wanna blast that metal into that oh so soft and squishy grey matter.” there’s no response the cold grey metal just keeps staring back and it’s then I chuckle “you’re right if you want something done you have to do it yourself”